2 glass minimum

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today is not another day.
there is a seed growing in my belly,
today i breathe shape shifting color.
today there is something other than
blood running in my veins.
overcome by a anxious hope to meet her.
today i will meet her.
in just under an hour or so,
oh no.
oh geesh,
oh gosh,
what do i say?
whats my name again?
today feels like a first time,
for what,
i dont yet know.
theirs a seed in my belly,
and a sun in my throat,
im sprouting shape shifting colors.

oh timid and shy one,
how you bring out the confidence in me.
are my feet even touching the ground?
oh how your smiling eyes taste just like wine,
filling my heart with such a warm feeling.
may i have another glass of you this evening?