En Vino VeritasGathered around a table, Just beneath the star speckled night sky; Each man has his story, And secrets ready to be told.
Lonely throats waiting to be soaked, With the earthly bliss of the spirits; And as each bottle is emptied, Joyfull cheers abound their session.
Now as the sands of time fill the bottom, Minds are loosen and prepared for revelations; While their eyes flickered with drowsiness, These masters begin to talk.
Some laugh while others cry, Some enraged and some don't give a damn; But all of them are carried into openness, By the intoxicating flow of mugs and ice.
The truth is out as their hearts opened, All they hid are now uncovered; For their enclosed minds and hearts, Are unlocked by the glasses and bottles.
As each head gets heavy, All filled with an elusive contentment; For the burden in their chests are released, Now they could sleep soundly on their beds.
And as the last drop is poured, Telling their meeting's adjournment, Each one starts to bid farewell, And reminds everyone of the next saga.
SeKiGeHaRa · Mon Mar 06, 2006 @ 08:30am · 2 Comments |