Red wine affair
I treat my woman like wine, fine. I prefer her intoxicating to the soul. A hungover affair. As we go over seeping. She wonders why I take my time, but she turns better with age. Ohhh that tannin body, a bitter sweet taste yess..., I have expensive taste. let the moments incase us like mahogany. let the flavour build a lifetime aroma. let's dine on a lifetime of love.
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