Monday, April 21, 2014

NAPOWRIMO ~ Day 11 ~ Anacreontic Verse ~ Immersed ~






be it red or white or sweet

bottled for ages hidden deep

Oh for a few drops to taste

just a little not  much to waste

just to sense the tinkle jingle

drown in as images mingle

let me be not so immersed

lest I be like dust dispersed

in sweetness may I there reach

unseen  love  in silent speech

where resides eternal sleep

pure emotions, heart may keep

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