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Aug 2013
Wine me,
No need to dine me.
Yes I'm a lush,
But that doesn't mean I like to rush.
Sip and savor
Til I know every flavor
Feel a slow burn
My stomach starts to turn
For your caress I yearn

But I still need more time
Cause this wine is **** fine
It's time to aerate
Oxygen flow in
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Katelyn  United States
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