~ To Endymion's Wine ~
From tincture to a bowered wine,
Luna, through one wending vine,
sensing scents of seasoned earth,
spies upon one mortal's work.
He haunts her hunt, eternally
swims her own nocturnal sea,
tends with care his growing flock,
then mulls upon one seaside rock.
His muse ignites her restless torch
held high above on silvered horse.
Her spark filled cup spills overhead;
light rains upon his canvassed bed.
She bends to kiss but whence comes dawn,
she mourns her brother's waking yawn
thus turns their zenith's landlocked plans
into but twining dreams again.
His idle light reflects then glows;
upon her lips sipped savor grows
from age, subdued, through halos' shine -
To wondrous Endymion's wine.

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Author notes
www.bulfinch.org/fables/bull26.html
www.loggia.com/myth/endymion.html
www.usefultrivia.com/mythology/endymion.html
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Written February 7th, 2006
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