A sweet whisper,
a thrilling caress,
the emergence of something
wonderful and so
mystic that
its true explanation lies
hidden beneath centuries.
Not able to define
it totally,
but we all recognize it's feeling and
the symptoms of
having it.
The way a warmth spreads throughout the
body and your breath catches
for one arrested moment.
For an eternity,
you may sit on the brink of divinity
staring time in his face;
as you bask in infinity.
Age pauses for a walk and a rest out of the way.
As it's music begins to play, you may feel your heart and soul
sway.
A quiet intensity of storm-like probability
envelops the fibers of your being and
you find yourself willingly drowning in
this sweet and potent gin...
Love

Copyright 2004 Anno Domini/ "Earth's Wynne" Publishing
~Dior X. Robynsonne
*Excerpt from 'Kassandra Komplex' soon to be completed.

to sip of the poetic gin
relaxing indeed
just feeling your flow
Peace
BlueWater:heart:

awesome as i sip it up tasty Gin poeticly

Emitting a poetic warmth and ease of flow, keep them coming poet of the week.

Blue, Rich, and Watz save me a glass of that gin. I thank you all for your love. You all are marvelous and I'm blessed to have you all in my world. God bless

I feel this.....essences of times and lives past trickling into this present one. Deep and beautiful, Dior, as usual.

Thank you so much Gempis. God bless you for your encougragement.

I was intoxicated for once, with out the slur or sayin' I don't remember... :D

I was intoxicated for once, with out the slur or sayin' I don't remember... :D

Awwwwwwwwwww Thank you so much ma. God bless