I like wine. Possibly because the best conversations occur in the heat of a glass of good wine. By chance the wine awakens your senses, makes the language is very attentive, the nose is put on guard the eyes look to refine their enchanted with these colors.
Maybe it's because I like wine glasses, these large and beautiful that it filled only halfway. Or maybe just be because the wine numbed with such warmth that calms the soul. Sometimes even made that we change the skin when we blow the tops. I know ... I just know
I like to drink wine in the evening. Alone or accompanied. I like to choose the strain and scrutinize their flavors. I like talking about wine, I am pleased that the cups are filled when to celebrate.
I like wine because it reminds me a great love I will not forget. When I drink wine, especially when I do it in a beautiful drink, I drink because that love will always stay with me. Gozo
remembering the uncorking a few bottles of good music together. I wonder drink because he knows the best kiss. Because it requires dedication, regardless of the cup and the temperature which enhances its aroma.
I like the wine in the kitchen with me when I drop the first jet hit soft and then to enhance the flavor of food.
captive I drink wine because it is a creative game, intimate connection with emotions. There are days when the wine tastes like wet ground, others feel the aroma of autumn. There are times when your taste brings me old melody. Other, perhaps today, that just reminded me a nice conversation.
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