Nepenthe

Sweet tincture, amber hued, with forgetfulness imbued,

Cure me.

Make insensible my tongue, as the woe from me is wrung,

Endure me.

If I languish all forlorn, with guttate spell quoth, nevermore–

Adjure me.

I’ll misremember at first light, oblivion is mine tonight,

Reassure me.

Sweet tincture, amber hued, with forgetfulness imbued,

Nepenthe

 

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