by lovecanberealSydney, New South Wales, Australia
Feb 23 176 Views 2 comments
Eight lines to Bacchus
The grape spurts forth in gross and sweet profusion,
The sticky juice under the crushers' feet,
When brewed a while, it leads to sweet delusion,
Thus helps shy lovers - when they first do meet,
Others find it brings them much confusion,
The morning after, when it has them beat;-
And Bacchus, from on high - I hear his laughter,
Don't let this god of wine now be your master.
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The sticky juice under the crushers' feet,
When brewed a while, it leads to sweet delusion,
Thus helps shy lovers - when they first do meet,
Others find it brings them much confusion,
The morning after, when it has them beat;-
And Bacchus, from on high - I hear his laughter,
Don't let this god of wine now be your master.
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Feb 23
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Eight lines, may become more, at some point (I guess, then, I'll have to modify the title)...Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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