Below is the poem entitled My Liquid Mistress which was written by poet
Stinson. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Although my mistress is my muse,
After a second, she has no use.
In this cup, she is immortal,
But with haste she drowns the portal.
In her ways, she makes words quake,
And with her in me, all worlds break.
They say she exists as a bane of men,
Though I say her body expunges my sin.
She and I, we’ll never sever,
To be with her is to live forever.