Mountain flowers open in our faces.
You and I are triply lost in wine.
I’m drunk, my friend, sleepy. Rise and go.
With your dawn lute, return, if you wish, and stay.
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Comments1Wow, this poem hit me right in the feels. Li Po sure has a way with words. Beautiful metaphor, speaks to the soul. Makes me wanna go hiking, brew some coffee and blank out in the serenity. Bit sad and lonely there towards the end. Great read though. Worth my time👌🏼🌄🍷 #feelinginspired