The Blood of Jove

Dear Wine,

Why are you gone?
I’ve tasted but two glasses
Now I’m dry to the bone

While together, we amuse
Even the darkest of laughs
And lighten the hue
Of those mercurial dafts

But alas, alas
I’ve had my two glasses
Filled to the brim
With Jovian tannins

And now that I’m spent,
My love and paramour
I’ll toddle to bed
Enraptured in savour

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