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To write of a journey
by Keith D AllisonSo short
the beauty not bought
torn into the dreams
the hearts call
the nectar
the milk
Fair winds and following seas
In youth
sought to know the winds
once they touch
putting breath within the sail
to reached for the island
the sea beckoned to fine the dream
To know warmth upon the lips
to seek that, that brings joy or pain
beyond the passion
to share a child that whispers your names
to drink the wine of life
the soul
now hears it’s call
to cross beyond great universe
to find its rests
in the arms of love 10/23/2008 Posted on 10/23/2008
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