Fill to the rim
Look at this
-slender crystal
-once was filled
-miracle of Tsar
-Alexander
-in Peter with chemist
-Mendeleev
-Alcohol and Vada
-mixing it to vodka
Now pushed and squeezed
-silently it may shout…
-I hear no reply…
I ask her a question
-wide-smile, very soft
- 'Like to be refilled and…? '
Quiet and bright, is polite
-happily, gives me nod:
- 'Who rejects the divine? '
My eyes look with thirst, lust
-study each dimple, redraw every line
-to drink vine's blood to the end of the time…
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