Wednesday, May 31, 2006

What is this, that?

What is this, that
my heart desires?

What is this, that
my soul feels to embrace?

What is this, that
my eyes glitter to see?

It couldn't have
tasted sweeter

than your lips.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Salute we Shakespeare
the visions he ignited
with words he design
but was that he
had in mind
was there Love he did see
were it mere words?

how beautiful is your love
compared to the beauty of your
words?