be it red or white or sweet
bottled for ages hidden deep
Oh for a few drops to taste
just a little not much to waste
just to sense the tinkle jingle
drown in as images mingle
let me be not so immersed
lest I be like dust dispersed
in sweetness may I there reach
unseen love in silent speech
where resides eternal sleep
pure emotions, heart may keep
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