Their sweat distilled.
Their passions heat
Their souls fulfilled.
Drinking wine
Till they get drunk.
It�ll be just fine,
Their worries sunk.
Lips like lead,
Yet floating in air.
Nothing needs said�
The perfect pair.
Drinking wine
Till they get drunk.
It�ll be just fine,
Their worries sunk.
Lips like lead,
Yet floating in air.
Nothing needs said�
The perfect pair.