The Arc of Wine

by Nik

We ate all the salami
And drank all the Chianti
We shouldn't be here anyway

We found one saved for a wedding
Underneath the frames of bedding
I ripped off all the wax

The bottle was quite dirty
But we were so thirsty
I drove the cork in and popped it open

It was losing its color
We passed it to one another
And drank it down anyway

We weren't sure if things would ever be easy
I dreamt of being in the extent of your tent

This is a war that was not for us
And yet we had been moving since dusk
In the Italian countryside

For we live at this age only once
I don't want any other cunts
I just want to see your face