and white wine,
the conversation turns toward the future
and I know I 'm in trouble.
Your voice sharpens
You begin to talk with your hands.
There is something sexy about your confidence
and opt imism,
the way you assert yourself
and throw caution to the wind.
I lose you
and cute names for a girl.
There is no stopping you though,
so I smile and nod and sip my wine
knowing you'11 come back down soon.