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I Am An Aged Dusky Man, Like A Bottle Of Bordeaux Wine...

I am an aged dusky man,
like a bottle of Bordeaux wine,
The older am I,
The Stronger my tipsiness,
I am packed in old Jeroboam bottle;
May be in old filthy bottle,
Yet soul is fresh vigorous,
inebriating wine;
My soul is prisoner under cork,
Once is released,

gravity is at height;
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I Am An Aged Dusky Man, Like A Bottle Of Bordeaux Wine...
Tuesday, May 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love,old
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