In twilight’s embrace, the vine whispers soft,
A tale of the earth, of sun aloft.
Ruby depths hold the day’s last light,
A red wine’s promise, a starlit night.
A dance of flavors, bold and shy,
Tannins whisper, acid sigh.
A history bottled, a journey through time,
In every sip, a story, a rhyme.
Together we gather, in joy, in strife,
To share a glass, to share a life.
A communion of hearts, in aged grace,
In the vine’s embrace, we find our place