Fragrant, dark and sweet as sin
this drink divine is brought to me
Nectar in the shades of night
of weariness it sets me free
until an empty pot is all I see
its lofty promises dried up
Yet once again I must give in
like Cupid's poor seducee
A love this true one should not fight
but rather taste its reverie
and feel each morning's ecstasy
through holy liquid in a sacred cup
~*~
Written for the Frontliners-only Mundane Metamorphosis challenge.
Theme: "Write a poem, making something that is normally mundane and common into something special or beautiful." Form: 2 verses, six lines each, no syllable count. ABCBBD rhyme scheme. The last words in each verse rhyme with each other to connect the two.
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