Chartreuse!
Poem written by cruelkindness
Chartreuse!
Hello, second glass this half hour...in my hand before the hour...
I thank you sacred mantis of monks in majestic lands that protect this potion of life
from the blue bloods internal stream of royal glowing flame that rein over my spirit
In my hand I have these secrecy of spirits that cast spells of delightful daze
with bright gauzy mist of ambient that ignite my soul's radiant lantern with force purpose
turning to strong illuminating chants of raindrop utters of majestic emerald hues
of surreal spices to elude the iced glass flourishing swirls of my sublime
my cup's soul of cubes wait again to float up in a kaleidoscopic cocktail
to continue In a sorcery of transitivity that keeps me in race to wait
on cubes to float again, certain they will further thicken these plots to escape my drinks.
Comments
You do cast spells of delightful daze, sir! Daboja!
cruelkindness..backacha..next round is on me..cheers !
I love this poem, you were able to take me away from the drink and into the past, amazing journey. Jamie
I've had many margaritas, but non described in such an eloquent way!
Awe, I am so drunk =) It is exquisitely beautiful, such a colorful weave... Awesome, awe...
Voted up and awesome. Don't know what it was maybe the mention of swirls and drinks and cubes but really reading this I got dizzy.
mesmerizing muse of mind-loosed meaning ;)
OK..someone after my own heart..taking advantage of " Happy Hour" 2 fer 1...great job with Chartreuse !!!
I'll drink to that...you must really relish a challenge..
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