Last night (or should I say this morning???), I suddenly awoke. Staring up at the blank ceiling- the curtains opened & onto the stage poured memories, past emotions, untamed dreams of mine.. So I got up, whether it was because I desperately had to go pee or because I was at the moment inspired to write, the world may never truly know. I pulled up the notes app on my phone.
The cheap chardonnay dances on my lips
oh, how lovely the taste.
& though I’ve swirled the finest of white wines
& have sipped the rarest of red wines,
I will always find more content in that three dollar bottle–
for across the table you sat from me
& your ambiance provided a buzz that the distinguished wines of Amboise never could.