WET WINE

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White wine and saxophones save lives
When that hard melody hits like an erection in the morning
We'll remember the intergalactic sex we've been mourning
I'm too old to be feeling this young

This black skin reminds me of my brothers that have been hung
I'm hungover
This wet wine wept while my lover and I wined and dined

I am a sucker for djembe symphonies
They have a way to tickle my high

One beat ngapha ne mpepho iyasha and I can feel my ancestors arise
While the acoustic guitar accompanies the wine,
A whole new world is reveled to me

At the McDonald's drive thru-
I ordered a utopian mindset with fried onions on the side
Not diamond rings

I always fall victim to lifeless flings

The only reason why I tolerate this life is because of the liquid I sip
Fully clothed, you do not need to strip
You are naked in energy

In the beginning, God said,
White wine and saxophones save lives
Shattered memories scattered and spread across the Winter night sky

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