♠Ode to Cabernet♠
It was, as so often down here in germany, a rainy, ugly day when i first met him. The clouds above my head competed against the black clouds in the sky. There was no reason to stay, so i put my hat on and left my silver cage.
His name was as melodic as his skin was a pleasure for my eyes. Between all the others he just seemed to be different, a breeze of a promise. Between all those dry persons, he touched me in a moment of longing. I knew, he had to be mine. And as he was mine, he changed my innermost just without me recognizing it.
There were my sunglasses, there were my high-heels, there was a beat and suddenly there was Miyage with her red lips singing a song made of pure energy. Cabernet, this is my ode to you. Thanks for what you made of me.
