This Thing Called Love
This Thing Called Love – 4 Lines
After feasting on this amazing THING called love all through the NIGHT,
we sweetly sip from silver goblets, aged wine rich, red, warm, and mellow,
wistfully wishing to delay the threatening dawn that breaks golden, pale yellow.
In Wonderland, we woozily waltz - wildly, wantonly, to wondrous Wagner.
12-17-2015
Contest: 4 Lines
Sponsor: Silent One
Placement: 2nd
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