the fiery kiss,

to think of the soil and of his duty,

the community of man,

starry child

translucency,

I like on the table,

you are choral, gregarious,

your nipples are the grapes,

stirs the spring, happiness

the gleam of spirits lights your hair,

more than the wine of life;

your breast is the grape cluster,九*九*藏*書

and we weep

chorus of discipline,

as lascivious velvet,

the earthly splendor of life.

in every purple ladle,

cascade of wine,

one song, one man,

and full of wonder,

night-colored wine,

as song is born.

that autumn labored

the line of your hip

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or wine with topaz blood,

and rocky cliffs,

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the heat of fire,

as a golden sword,

becomes the brimming curve

soft

Drink it,

in every topaz glass,

to propagate the canticle of the wine.

drop of gold,

memories;

My darling, suddenly

bursts through the earth like a plant,

at the least, you must be shared.

spring dress

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wine with purple feet

chasms close,

of earth,

nothing is left

to fill the vessel with wine;

transitory tears;

and remember in every

walls crumble,

of your immutable soul.

marine;

wine, spiral-seashelled

in the wilderness,

let the simple man remember

light that illuminates my senses,

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wine,

stamped on the vessel of your belly,

Day-colored wine,

wind incites the day,

is different,

At times

But you are more than love,

of the wine goblet,

and your navel is a chaste seal

wine, smooth

when were speaking,

blood rises through the shoots,

glorious

your love an inexhaustible

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and in the ritual of his office,

A jug of wine, and thou beside me

you are

amorous,

abundance of flowers.

add to the kiss of love its own.

sang the ancient poet.

the light of a bottle

of intelligent wine.

never has one goblet contained you,

your