stands untouched
upon the mantle bare
the flavor passed
the moment gone
recalling such joys
i’d never thought
to know at all but
for my beloved you
you reach behind
and stroke my neck
and let the touch
of love beguile me
your fingers adept
caress my deepest
soul with hope intent
on one more kiss
and so before you go
a saddening smile
across your lips
bespeak but to me
this simple oath
that before this time
of mine be done
we two shall share
in gentle warmth
and keenest bliss
a loving embrace
and one more glass
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