Friday, May 18, 2007
Toast To An Empty Billfold
To you, this cabernet:
But not for my wallet
I couldn’t have bought it.
Its complexion of garnet,
and suggestion of leather,
leave me drunk and unfit,
and you light as a feather.
It could have been the wind, yes, I suppose that's right.
To you, this cabernet:
But not for my wallet
I couldn’t have bought it.
Its complexion of garnet,
and suggestion of leather,
leave me drunk and unfit,
and you light as a feather.
