Chalice
I bow my head
Remove my hat
And say with reverence that
There’s more to this
Moment of bliss
than meets the I
Behind the veil
The Holy Grail
Awaits
The touch of your lips
So take a sip
Of sacred wine
And hang thy sorrow
Upon the vine.
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