drunken and dignifying,
mellow and magnificent,
you glide past definition.
A double rainbow flashes
on your ever-reaching arm.
White, blue, red, green
a sonic spectrum of gold.
Your round sound pours
from the great mouth
like the finest wine,
the sweetest fruit.
And to think that I,
I, could tame
you!
As I splutter and gurgle
and choke on your magic.
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