Bacchus, join me.
Dance gleefully on the grapes
Of our wanton ways.
Flattened to perfection
Our lust juice extracted.
Drink with me,
O God of intoxication.
Pour forth our wine,
Profusely flowing into our mouths.
Let our liquid rivulets
Tingle our throats as
We consume our tonic,
Capricious with bliss.
Stripped naked of clothing,
We proclaim our elation.
Whirling wildly together
In heathen glory.
Hearts beating like drums,
Arms and legs
Like vines intertwined.
Produce new fruit with me.
Bacchus, be mine.
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