Red wine.
Pour me it some.
Your black hair is shining.
Like the wine in sunlight that is in your goblet.
We are alone this night.
Black with red. Red in black.
Who will be right?
Both colours.
If you dye your hair
Nothing changes.
Your aura and air will
Be the same, honey.
Drink your wine.
Become drunker and drunker.
This night is time
Of becoming yourself again.
I drink you like a wine.
You and me are so mixed.
This is a new cocktail
Of our souls and sins.
Drink and dance. Dance and drink.
What can happen with us?
We are just black and red,
Mixed by wind of passion in one.
Black wine
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