Bring us wine,
because tonight the world is ours.
All lusty glances under soft light,
and empty crimson glasses.
Tonight the world is ours,
if we want it.
Poetry. Photography. Thoughts On The Way Of Things.
Bring us wine,
because tonight the world is ours.
All lusty glances under soft light,
and empty crimson glasses.
Tonight the world is ours,
if we want it.