Garden Of Kisses by Charles J HannanIn the spaces
In between
Along the cravass
Seldom seen
My time here spent
Well aware
A full content
Nothing spared
Miles of tread
On fingertips
Sailing seas
Of puter chips
Floating birds upon this sky
Couldn't reach my comely high
I take with me all I need
Ponderous things I left indeed
But the one thing that my heart still misses
Are you and your garden of kisses
10/24/2002 Posted on 10/25/2002 Copyright © 2024 Charles J Hannan
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