Rosé kissing and spilling over the floating blue mountains
Champagne mixing into clouds
Dizzy from the height, or the taste of the sky, staring with hopes of getting drunk on
The colors tumbling and streaking through the arriving stars
Angels mix mimosas, their wings sticky from the Merlot dripping into the upside-down ocean playground
Laughing as flutes ****** and are tossed up in cheers to create Orion in the midnight punch