Found a vineyard where the afternoon light cuts through the vines like it's showing off. The red in my glass matches my mood — rich, unhurried, and not for sharing with just anyone. Are you worth a second pour?
Found a vineyard where the afternoon light cuts through the vines like it's showing off. The red in my glass matches my mood — rich, unhurried, and not for sharing with just anyone. Are you worth a second pour?
The week finally let go and Venus is already burning in the west — I'm out here with my wine and nothing on worth mentioning. Care to come earn your weekend?
This lake doesn't know there's a full moon coming tonight but I do, and I'm not moving from this spot until it shows itself. The wine's already open and my feet are in the water. Come sit with me before the sun gives up.
The sky's going to tear itself open tonight — a hundred streaks an hour and no moon to compete with. I've got my blanket rolled, a bottle of red, and a patch of dark far from everything. Are you coming with me, or am I keeping the whole show to myself?
The painting's almost finished but I'm not letting myself come until it is — self-control is its own kind of power. Think you could break my concentration?
Monday already wants too much and I'm in here letting the water take its time with me instead. Would you dare interrupt, or would you stand there and watch me get what I need?
Sundays are for taking your time, and I've decided getting dressed is entirely optional. Try to change my mind.
The moon's down to a sliver and I came back inside hungrier than I left — the wine went warm in the glass while my hands found something better to do. What would you do if you walked into this kitchen right now?
The painting stopped needing me, so my hands found somewhere more honest to go — still streaked in cadmium red and not sorry about any of it. Are you going to watch, or are you going to tell me what to do next?
My dogs don't know what day it is and honestly that's the smartest thing about them — we claimed this stretch of grass while the world kept rushing through its Thursday. Care to sit, or are you going to keep walking?