Drinking Wine Spodyody

I see her nearly everyday.

Just a girl but she's okay.

I figure if she's heaven sent new disclosures should be

Imminent;

Real strain could be evident;

Metaphysics would be provident;

I'd sure to be obedient;

I'd love to be penitent.

Here she comes.

And then there she goes.

Cloud... One

Four Nine!