A Taste of Joy
I confess my pain
…Profess my love of the game (wordplay)
That comes with my
Ev’ryday
As
I
Abstain
My crying(s)
There was a time
…A time when
Songs were sung
About the breathe of love’s arm
And the warmth of joy’s embrace
But fast-paced hearts
And disenchanted minds
Have left us
sTaRvEd
For those times
Mentally…
I live in the underbrush
Of a lust-filled husk
Wallowing in joy’s embrace
I taste its essence EV’RYday
Savor the flavor of
In-Ti-Ma-Cy
…The feel of In-de-cen-cy
That nature bRiNgS to me
Have you not tasted it?
Did you not sip from the proverbial cup
That struck DeSiRe deep in your soul
Do you not know…
The secret shadows of long ago
I have wished upon the stars Heaven presents us
I have traveled the maze from shattered heart to renewed trust
Never once did I “cuss”
I have known Joy