Drunken Love

 

Close your eyes and whisper:

If red wine ran through your veins

You would be Dionysus’ muse

The lover of gods

The inspiration for legends

The nymph of dreams

The vineyard of hungry lips

The grape of thirsty souls.

 

If red wine streamed from your breasts

You would be the fountain of life

The eternal source of happiness

The discord of drunken lovers

The refuge of aching spirits

The companion of starry nights

The healer of the tormented

And my everlasting glass of rapture.

19 thoughts on “Drunken Love

  1. Mmm, that warm-bellied, fuzzy-headed, ecstatic love. I like how your imagery plays with the realms of Greek myth and hints at the wine-of-the-body metaphor also inherent in Christian beliefs (where joys of the flesh are normally trod upon). More!

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