Wine
Underneath the white cypress pine,
the perfect spot for us to dine,
relax and enjoy some strawberry wine.
A romantic day for me and you,
the sky above is a beautiful blue,
this little affair is long overdue.
Underneath the white cypress pine,
the perfect place for spending time,
sipping on sweet strawberry wine.
We spend the day together alone,
before it is time to return home.
Underneath the white cypress pine,
sipping on sweet strawberry wine.
Alone together just me and you,
a perfect little rendezvous.
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Wine
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