stamped on the vessel of your belly,

chasms close,

is different,

of intelligent wine.

walls crumble,

starry child

of earth,

drop of gold,

At times

nothing is left

let the simple man remember

Wine

wine, spiral-seashelled

you feed on mortal

wine,

to fill the vessel with wine;

the 九_九_藏_书_网light of a bottle

of your immutable soul.

as song is born.

I like on the table,

wine, smooth

in every purple ladle,

as a golden sword,

at the least, you must be shared.

But you are more than love,

translucency,

from tomb to tomb,

or wine with topaz blood,

when were spwww.99lib.neteaking,

of the wine goblet,

more than the wine of life;

as lascivious velvet,

stonecutter of icy sepulchers,

your nipples are the grapes,

never has one goblet contained you,

becomes the brimming curve

the earthly splendor of life.

marine;

amorous,

abundance of flowers.

the gleam of spirits lights you

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r hair,

in every topaz glass,

Day-colored wine,

A jug of wine, and thou beside me

and rocky cliffs,

My darling, suddenly

the community of man,

your wave carries us

in the wilderness,

night-colored wine,

wind incites the day,

and remember in every

light that illuminates my senses,

and full of wonder,

your breas藏书网t is the grape cluster,

your

soft

you are

one song, one man,

bursts through the earth like a plant,

and in the ritual of his office,

Drink it,

to propagate the canticle of the wine.

that autumn labored

glorious

wine with purple feet

Let the wine pitcher

the heat of fire,

the line of your hip

add to the kiss of love 九*九*藏*书*网its own.

stirs the spring, happiness

and your navel is a chaste seal

the fiery kiss,

to think of the soil and of his duty,

and we weep

spring dress

cascade of wine,

sang the ancient poet.

chorus of discipline,

memories;

you are choral, gregarious,

blood rises through the shoots,

your love an inexhaustible

transitory tears;