Red Wine

Red Wine

Oh, you...you're evil!
Evil!
You call me when I am far away, teasing me.
You know that I can't reach you.
Dick teasing me, with promises of lust.
You tell me of your sweet juices when I am at work.
Knowing full well
that it will be 7 hours till we could meet.
Then, I come to find you bitter!
You are evil!

When I am trying to listen to Waits or Cohen,
there you are, naked in my face.But that's my fault.
I should be able to say, "NO"!
When I want to have a few beers with the boys,
you surface and I never hear the end of it.
Even when I don't want you, I want you!
You always end up coming.
I guess I should be, "OK" with that.

I hate the way you control me.
I love the way you control me!
As you go down, you transform me.
When you've taken affect
I sometimes swear you away forever.
I curse and see your costume.

You are evil,
but you're beautiful, and I love you!
I call you evil.
Some call you,
RED WINE.

                   -Eros   10-28-02