The missing bottle...

My fair lady taste like a wine,
I miss her so much, it feels not divine,
My heart was broken, shattered but true,
My lonely days have darken and turned blue,
Still I shall wait for that one special day,
That is when I shall walk her way,
To tell her that this sweet love of mine,
Shines brightly as my love stood divine.

"I love you and I will never forget that" ~ Rudar

Once mine...

My fair lady taste like a wine,
Her lips were once mine,
As hard as I was trying,
I would only end up crying,
Such love was certainly not divine,
But still I would love to taste that precocious wine.

"I knew if I ended up trying, I would one day end up dying..." ~ Valerie Chirpings

Wine...the taste is so divine...

My fair lady taste like a wine,
Of her fair lips, the taste is so divine,
When our lips locked,
They soon became mine,
It was from then on I could tell that Love was not blind.

"I seek not happiness for myself. For when you smile, I'm already contented" ~ Hirus

"Fair ou dame alaste merlot, anzim ou wat vey tas menirva"

My fair lady taste like a wine,
She would be there,
But I was too blind,
A moment of folly my actions deceives,
No longer her love would I have receive.

"Tout ge jiy derf zem dub argiv" ~ Freyius Lange