For just a little sugar by Keith D Allison For the taste The caress of the senses The fantasy In the movement of butterfly wing   Too old to dream So I’m told For the heart is cracked But the feet still move   No salt But a drop of sea salt Might be stole For motionless food   Oh For the sweets of night One might Sell The soul 04/04/2007 Posted on 04/04/2007 Copyright © 2026 Keith D Allison Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 04/06/07 at 02:42 PM Yes it seems those sweets are still worth it after all that can happen. ~JPP Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 05/28/07 at 01:25 PM A poem definitely with individual interpretation! The "sweets of night" a significant analogy for temptations that giving into could destroy the soul! "What does it profit a man if he should gain the whole world and lose his own soul?" (Jesus speaking.) Posted by Deborah Breuer on 06/04/07 at 04:30 AM It's worth much more some nights. But on an evening when the air is hot and anything seems possible, attainable, and within reach...A soul is all one has to give and so we give it. Wilingly and happily. You write it well. Congrats Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2026 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)