Ambrosia Poem by Edwin Tanguma

Ambrosia



Ambrosia

I suckled on the nectar
Which exuded from her lips
Too me it was ambrosia
Running down my fingertips

‘Twas finer than any wine
From any fruit of the vine
And I could hardly believe
That this goddess was all mine

How can one express with words
Such a delectable taste
As a maiden who is fair
Gentle delicate and chaste

Edwin Tanguma ©

Wednesday, April 23, 2014
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