Zinfandel is a mysterious child

An orphan that lost its way

An unknown man that arrives at your front door

Zinfandel stalks the night,
And Walks upright
Never threatening always feared

Zinfandel cries to itself

But never show it

Always calm

Constantly lonely

Zinfandel IS COLD TO THE TOUCH

LIKE ICE OR A DEAD MAN


Zinfandel is behind the shadows

Or in the corner standing

Alone while everyone is happy

Zinfandel is the moan of dismay

The cry in laughter

The whisper among cheers

Zinfandel is the sadness in our hearts

The despair that dawns upon on us

The truth of our lives

Zinfandel is the depressed human

Or the dog that lost an owner

The LION WITHOUT ITS PRIDE