The Alchemy of Love
With every taste of wine and sweet perfume,
The florid touch of night grows ever wilder
And wraps the heart in evanescent bloom,
Which gives the mind new fantasies to ponder.
The crisp moscato rushes through the veins,
Unfurling blithe delights of youthful glories.
It is undue and fruitless to explain
The alchemy of love in sober stories.
Copyright © Eton Langford | Year Posted 2016
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