Taste It Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Taste It

Rating: 5.0


Taste it, crash
All to dust and ash
Close your eyes do not scream
Burnt another dream
To the ground, washed away
Think again, not hard
Dream without fear
Apparitions appear
Burn this dream
This time you scream
Once more, try again
Think love and dream
Now a perfect theme
Loves present and past
May long this dream last
Dreams a lovers repast

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