The Philtre

The Philtre, Mihály von Zichy (1868)

The Philtre, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Tonight we shall not be disillusioned.
We shall quickly freeze our intuition.
Every restrained desired shall be beckoned.
There’ll be no feelings of inhibition.


Mighty Dionysus will be our guide.
His magic elixir removes all doubt,
While any fear can bravely be denied,
Eliminates us from our carnal drought.


So let me assist you to get your fill.
Feel its comforting warmth as down it slides?
It’s fuel to provide a real thrill.
Notice desire burning in your insides?


It is you and I in our reverie,
This night we shall not seek a boundary.

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