Drink Deep

When I drink
I drink deep.
Mountains and flowers weep.

I have found through my mistakes,
That love and alcohol,
Misshapes.

The Country of the mind.

And in time,
When Love calls by my name,
Comes to me with grapes.
I cannot again mistake,
The oasis of intoxication,
Sipping the throes of defeat.

In the face of Love
Fall to her feet.
Kiss thy forehead, brush thy hair,
True Love,
Care drunk 'tis,

Whereby particles glitters the air
Comes blood droplets,
From golden goblets,

A very Sacred Flow.
To which we Drink Deep.