Gods wine
This room, these walls can't hold us
Time and space lose their meaning
Imagination intoxicates us
Trapped inside a dream
Worlds within worlds
Filled with passions nectar
Armed with solitude
Verse after verse
Swept away by a thought
Held there by beauty
Poets
We make Gods wine
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