By The Touch Of Death Poem by Dennis Go

By The Touch Of Death



I fill my senses
By the touch of death
And its cohorts.

In its idealism
I exist:

One's birth
Surfaces solely
For the acceptance
Of another reason

To fly in union
And fade away.

Saturday, December 12, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: birth,senses
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Dennis Go

Dennis Go

Manila, Philippines
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