Song of Contentment

Give me
A mound of wheat
Boardered by lilies
As
All the botany
I require.

Border this beauty
Between
Ivory towers

Fragrance it
With the musk
Of earth.

Flavor it
With sweetest
Honey
Dripping from
The honeycomb.

Sate me
With a goblet
Perfectly formed
Filled with
Mixed wine.

Grant me the vision
Of twin fawns
And sparkling pools
Which hold me
Enraptured
Evermore

And I shall sing contentment.