Jubilation


Evening charms of lonesome; whiskey and firelight
Crystal decanters with diamond-cut plugs
In drowned English leather I mingle your euphoria
Intoxicated as tips of fingers circumvent the glass
And my posture is laid to rest at last
Wallachian tomes and dried parchment in spines
Distant stares of old stag busts and grandfather chimes
Darkness creeps as flames scuttle between coals
Discolored attar of rose petals and dried pipe tobacco
Unique distinctions to hinder the nares;
Absinthe, geranium, bourbon and musk
Close your eyes and forget your name
Forget us here until it is dusk
The countryside estate and the labyrinth hedgerow
In absence of light, ribs for trees in flaming hearth
Licking felled wood to draw satyrs and owls' myrth
Everso my head spins until the calm of daylight's rebirth.

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