A Drinking Song

Poem By William Butler Yeats

Your benign apathy is too heavy
You pretend you have all you need
Come down a notch babes
Come down and I will hold you
Garments of steel get so lonely
You think your body can hold love?
It is the heart and soul
It is the flowers of art
The beauty of the sea
Time tracing noble graves
Gardens where morning doves fly

I want to hold you
I want to kiss you

Comments about A Drinking Song

You think your body can hold love? It is the heart and soul It is the flowers of art The beauty of the sea.. i want to hold you to kiss you. very nice poem. love, desire, passion. heart and soul. so many points come up in your verses. thank you dear poet. tony
Romantic poem of a person mad in love, so nice.
This is the poem which should never end.
Very heartening words in poem
A really fantastic poem, really like it. A great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Children Of The Night.


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