A Toast
Of simple rolls to playfully wisp
to a beauty of a lovers kiss
to forgetting the day, as children at play
to knowing where to be, but still to stay
to simple words with complex meanings
to living life's fantasy, so near to dreaming
to being disorganized, and out of sorts
to keeping things beautiful, and short of course
Copyright © Ian Lusk | Year Posted 2014
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