Wednesday, April 1, 2015

A Poem ... Haunted Knowledge

Haunted Knowledge


There's a place
Where the beach is white
People laugh and never fight

Lazy days 
Dolphins leap
Bursting from navy deep

Dancing drops
Each afternoon
Singing such a lovely tune

Thrilling flavors 
Each bite and drink
Luxurious time to sit and think 

End of day 
Setting sun
Haunted knowledge "he's the one"

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