Fill the decanter with the holy wine,
and watch the universe intertwine.
Across the table sits your deceiver,
you listen to her talk and you believe her-

yet you know she's your worst liar,
but you indulge in her amorphous fire.
Under the fresco and dimming chandelier
you see your wife and children appear,

you and the deceiver run to the fire exit,
escaping up the staircase, leaving the banquet.
She stops you for a second and whispers "I love you,"
and even though  inside you feel a little blue,
you ascend with her because she is married, too.