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By spirial Date: 2004 Dec 05 Comment on this Work [[2004.12.05.13.20.3415]] |
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Had ta stop Take a breath Breathe in what I just caught Taste it slow... ... Ever had a fine wine Drunk in its aroma Passed this pleasure across your senses Working around the strong To filter only the hints... Some taste within their darkness Of autumn leaves in smoking drifts Some with hints of spring brightness... To bring on a slow smile Yet here I caught one of gentle Memories... A hint in this air I had to find As if it meant my life to me Someone I had to see As I turned to find Of what I thought was heaven blessed Came from you instead |