Sweet sherry and muskadel wine
From under the burnt pine
I taste your wintery comfort
As I gaze into this soul of mine
There I see old lovers smile
Whispering boldly as they beguile
Caress my heart from within
And pinprick stab the memory file
Where has she gone now?
Far far away awaiting my call.
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 12:06 PM UTC
Sweet sherry and muskadel wine
From under the burnt pine
I taste your wintery comfort
As I gaze into this soul of mine
There I see old lovers smile
Whispering boldly as they beguile
Caress my heart from within
And pinprick stab the memory file
Where has she gone now?
Far far away awaiting my call.
