Feeling restless on a beaten path
under the July hot moon;
you and I – we were laughing.
Heading to the crowded streets
where the city lights were bright
'n crowds could be heard.
We left the day behind us
once the sun had taken
all that was tired and old;
where year after year
we pick the grapes on the vines-
a place we would grow old.
But tonight-
we dance; the free dance,
under the stars that only hang
on the right side of the moon.
Prancing among the princely spirits of vineyards
where we placed our dreams
of fine wine and September gold.
You in a fine dapper coat
'n me in my cherry red dress
between our grins, we kiss
standing close to
shadows waving in the wind.
Sweeping me off my feet,
twirling me under the watch
of patio lanterns.
Until tomorrow takes us back-
tonight we shall laugh.
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