Yearning

I drink of you with mine eyes
And savor the flavor true
Thy spirit finds the body
That touches the lips in crimson dew

I searched last night for the wine
For I may sip of thy goodness
So I may breath of the aroma
Of supple grapes ripening on the vines

And now when the thirst does rise
And my soul in journey to take
I will wrest the sleep from mine eyes
And the cup of love partake

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