Did You Ever
Kiss, a....,
Wisp ?
Or taste an exotic drink, they don't make, no more...
Or wish, there was more to life.
Than just, foolish whims.
Somber, are my thoughts.
While my memories, are ... murky, black.
You were, that.... Tree,
full of, forbidden..... fruit!
That was, so lush,once plucked.
I kept going back, for more.
Sweet, was the taste, of sin.
And so I ask...
Why ?
And would I.
Ever
Know ......?
Giajl © Jim Love