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Weaver

it was a chalice
of gold
filled to the brim with
the richest wine
and as I sipped
it overflowed
trickling down onto me
staining the place where my
heart would lie
and no matter how much
I slaked my thirst
it never emptied

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  • Musical Renaissance
    September 7, 2008

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    I will love to see your tapestry, then...

    "My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
    my love as deep;
    The more I give to thee the more I have,
    for both are infinite."

    --William Shakespeare, ROMEO AND JULIET