Intoxication
One day I will pick the last grape from the vine;
So shall I press the strongest wine for the feast I will throw,
Where all the world shall drink.
So will they sing and dance all through the night.
And right before the sunrise,
Let this drunkenness do its magic,
Let the spell be completed,
As we give in and fall in love.
3 Comments:
Twenty to three in the morning over here, thanking you for being allowed to continue to breath in hope - as reading the first lines made me fear for its end, very well done.
daily athens
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Haha, did not think it could sound that scary. Glad you liked it. :)
After reading your comment I tried to translate it to Persian for myself and it became a totally different thing with a thoroughly different ending. (even with the same sentences)
Have a nice summer week in Athens!
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