by James Weldon Johnson (1871 - 1938)

Your lips are wine
Language: English 
Your lips are wine, --
O Heart's Desire,
Give me the flame
Of their passion-kindling fire;
The world melts away
In the glow of your kiss,
And leaves just you and me,
Alone in silent bliss.
 
Your lips again,
Give them to mine,
One more full draught
Of their nectar'd anodyne.
In the fold of your arms
Lull me softly, softly until
There comes the wondrous calm
Of love so deep and still.

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This text was added to the website: 2010-11-15
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Word count: 72