The Chalice of Night
Oh, drink from the chalice of night.
It is here, my dear, only for you.
Come to me on this starry night
if romance you choose to pursue.
Imbibe, if you will, the sweetest wine.
Oh, drink from the chalice of night.
Come savor these soft lips of mine.
Be drunken with me on delight.
Beneath the moon so full and bright -
like this goblet glistening gold -
oh, drink from the chalice of night.
Your body I’m longing to hold.
Come rock with me, darling, till dawn.
We’ll be soaring to passion’s height,
so until the last drop is gone,
oh, drink from the chalice of night.
Jan. 23, 2022
N/A in The Chalice Of Night Poetry Contest
for Sotto Poet's Your Second Chance 1St Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2022
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