When Poem by Eric Cockrell
When
When we make love...
Does God weep?
Does the earth stop turning,
For a holy instant?
Do words find meanings?
Does night name need?
Does the wind come a knocking,
On the door that doesn't exist?
Does time expire?
Do thoughts undress!
Does empty carve windows,
In the soul of heat?
'When we make love... Does God weep? Does the earth stop turning, For a holy instant? Do words find meanings? Does night name need? Does the wind come a knocking, On the door that doesn't exist? ' loved these superb lines Eric, these are your styles I enjoy so compellingly, welcome back my friend 10+++
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4/16/2024 11:05:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Time unfortunately waits for no one, but if man keeps destroying the world time will definitely expire. A great poem.