Inebriant Is Affection
Inebriant is affection
when hearts to hearts are hot
and pangs can cut the tendering
Effects not short of alcohol !
Come to my heart - take it slow
One atrium at a time
The right - when at first sight
The left - when attractions grow
Ventricles are the portico
Emotion at the door !
In cadence debuts the lifeblood
That solicitous ore !
That synonym - the saviour -
the kindred in kind -
like life and death -co-exist
How much like brethren they are
Live and blood steep in vermillion
How vital they are !
Then one and then the other
One distills - the other gurgles on.
Copyright © Burt Heacock | Year Posted 2016
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