A Drinking Verse

By Brofessorlongphd

So brief we live, the moon shines on,
wherefore our ruby glasses full?
Caressing wind, your smile’s fair,
the rays of summer in that gaze
when lips and wine acquaint —
delicious melodies, sweet and faint,
peripherals blur with night,
as flirting jasmine fragrance
accompanies candle light.

Lament no more this brevity
when eternal moments’ gained
not through documented decades,
but grains of hourglass’s sand.

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