Taste Poem by Mountain Man

Taste, a crime in the making.
Taste the favor of her being.
One in spirit
One together.
Together forever.
Taste a bitter sweet symphony.
Symphony of life
cuts you like a knife.
A wife in wanting.
A lonely soul on the
bridges of boredom.
Come says the cupid of love.
Love what does it mean.
A city decked out in green.
Today is the the day a decision to love.
Happiness blooms on the boardwalk.
Walk hand in hand.
Grand ball room dance.
Take my chances in the laws of romances.