Taste Life
See now the light so dim.
On fragile whispers fallen hush.
Raging intense emotions; deliver unseen.
Shards cold ragged edge stills the mind.
Chance to not; chance now this day.
For cold fog comes upon a dark hill
Fair maidens dance enshrouded in white.
Soldier’s stench conquers black mantle of death.
Taste now his lips of pure; taste of his life.
J. Allen Wilson © ONE 2006
God Bless,
Lew
The emotions, the mystery, the senses, the desires, the life!
Truly a work of art, J. Allen!
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~
Susan
God Bless,
Michael
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