By Virgo krobins3@bellsouth.net Date: 21 February 1999
My Chardonnay Words swim in my head And make me dizzy. My drunkenness Is from your sweet words That pour from your lips Like fine wine, Maybe a Chardonnay, Aged in the cellar of our love. Pour another glass So I can feel again Your crisp, sweet taste And the dizziness I get From you, My Chardonnay.