art Parablev
The heart has two chambers,
a banquet hall and a bridal bower.
We move gracefully from one to the other,
and never grow tired
of our everlasting wedding night.
We're like two empty cups
pouring a red blend back and forth
to bring out its bouquet,
subtle hints of musk and citrus.
Many grapes fermented in our vintage,
yet no one asks if we are one or two.
We just keep spilling and flowing,
and there's always enough
to make the world dance!
Here's my secret advice, lovers:
when you drink wine, you get tipsy,
then sleepy and sad.
But when you Are wine,
you stay sparkling and clear
until dawn.
a banquet hall and a bridal bower.
We move gracefully from one to the other,
and never grow tired
of our everlasting wedding night.
We're like two empty cups
pouring a red blend back and forth
to bring out its bouquet,
subtle hints of musk and citrus.
Many grapes fermented in our vintage,
yet no one asks if we are one or two.
We just keep spilling and flowing,
and there's always enough
to make the world dance!
Here's my secret advice, lovers:
when you drink wine, you get tipsy,
then sleepy and sad.
But when you Are wine,
you stay sparkling and clear
until dawn.
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