BEHOLD
Like an aged bottle of wine
unopened before its time...
I too am unopened.
I've aged quite slowly.
The contents inside are beautiful.
It's time I want out.
The sweetness within is yours to behold.
Come...
Taste life with me
if vintage love is what you seek!
By maryanncan
Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.
Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Learning to love | 0 | 09/28/2009 |
| THE DREAM THAT TOOK ME AWAY | 0 | 09/28/2009 |
| My First Time | 1 | 09/28/2009 |
| The attic of my mind | 0 | 09/28/2009 |
| Hidden Truth | 0 | 09/12/2009 |
| BEHOLD | 0 | 09/12/2009 |
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