Category Archive: In vino veritas

In Vino Veritas (The truth is that everyone is Tad Hamilton to somebody)

“Everyone is Tad Hamilton to somebody. She’s Tad Hamilton to you, and you’re Tad Hamilton to me” I know the quote may be lost on you if you haven’t watched the movie, but… Continue reading

In vino veritas (my light is still burning)

Every time I look at you my passion grows both in depth and strength, my weakness is in the making and my desire knows no bounds. Perhaps if I was just a little… Continue reading

In Vino Veritas (Dreams don’t die)

There are those that understand and those who do not, this passionate pleasure that you bring to my dreams in the midst of a dark night engorged in warm blankets and red wine.… Continue reading

In vino veritas (My most ardent wish is you)

  You look at me with that distinct look of carnal courtship as we sip our wine and escape into the connection we find without fault every time. Your gentle eyes ignite my… Continue reading

In vino veritas (my dreams are my own)

  Tonight the temptation to linger nostalgically on the memory of that night and others like it is, well, temping. I drink red wine and slumber into the sweetness of meeting you in my… Continue reading

In vino veritas (Too old for hangovers)

Tonight the tinge of my red top makes me think of you, my dream man of the night. After my previous passion filled need for your awakening, things sort of stopped, didn’t they?… Continue reading

In Vino Veritas (your teasing tainted me)

Last night the you I have so dearly missed awoke again in my dreams, you came to me as if by pure providence, capturing my imagination and reminding me of the depth of… Continue reading

In Vino Veritas (A crying shame)

I wish I had more restraint… I wish you had less, I wish tonight I could put down this glass, retreat, resign, regress.  In vino veritas. In wine there is truth. I feel… Continue reading

In vino veritas (You are my aphrodisiac and I am your Aphrodite)

Tonight, I yearn for you with such fervent desire that it feels like my dreams are reaching out from their sound slumber into my stark reality, making my wanton need escalate dangerously close… Continue reading

In Vino Veritas (the pain of waking and the sweetness of slumber)

True to my prediciton, after Part I I woke up with a mammoth headache. One that shocked through my being and awoke me from my dream magic to the harsh reality of time. At… Continue reading