1. Wine: there's a bottle for the two of us. Just enough to make you sleepy and enough for me to want more. An age-old conundrum.
2. Women: there's more to these women than meets the eye. I would have to see them all undressed.
3. Song: February 1st the giant oak across the street where the old man lives with the five German Shepherds that all bark at the same time and drive my dog crazy is naked but for the flock of starlings filling its branches. Decades ago, I am told, this same old man used to keep beer in his backseat and never lock his car door. The neighborhood teenagers would steal the beer and get drunk. The starlings chatter and clatter, but you can hardly call it a song. Winter noise - although that may just be a matter of perspective.
Sometimes, the wine is a woman singing about love. Sometimes, a woman may sing about wine. Other times, the song lives in a bottle corked and filled with women.
