You wake me up
And put me to bed
To screw your cap, or pop your cork, I dream
I drink deep your yeasty nose
Your full body delicately aging
My pleasure as you breathe
I thumb your musky punt
Now with my tongue on your rosé rim
And your sweet blush on
And your skin tan in
I suckle at your dark green hole
And after I've drunk and sipped
And after you've wiped my flute
And after you poured your heart out
My vine ready, I kiss your lip again
And though my love's a little older
And to me you gave this candle holder
And though you'll change your name and face
To you I give my gift, a vase.

I thumb your musky punt, and I fart in your general direction!
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