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Cherished Nectar Of The Gods.

Updated on March 15, 2011

Love's in a bottle,
that's heart shaped and glass,
fragile, intoxicating,
sipped slow, drained fast.

From the depths of her eyes,
drink a joy shared by lips,
that tickles one's tummy,
and trembles their hips.

Eternal sweet nectar,
pressed from two souls entwined,
its a rapture we capture
when the fates are aligned.

It's a vintage that
dates back many eons ago,
pouring down from the heavens,
Oh, dear God, let it flow.

Love in a bottle,
liquid warmth for each heart,
find a partner, uncork it,
as four eager lips part.

Strive to never discard it,
empties worldwide are found
seas of glass from those parted,
scattered, shattered, abound.

Tap the strengths found within you,
share what love can distill,
never reaching the bottoms,
two as one can refill.

 

©-MFB III

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