6th Sense Syrah, Lodi Appellation, 2004
Buried in a bottle. I smell with one nose, an ancient black rose, a memory lingering, briefly exposed. I see with two eyes, through shadows and lies, a secret revealing, wrapped in disguise. I hear with my ears, three falling tears, echoing softly, heightening my fears. I taste with my tongue, my panics begun, four sides enclosed, melded as one. I touch with my hands, a sinister plan, five fingers discerning where I do stand. I sense with my mind, a thought so unkind, I'm trapped six feet under - in a bottle of wine. 15% Alc. by volume.