My thirst cannot be sated
I hunger for more than food
A body has needs beyond the physical
They torment and torture us too…
Where did the intimacy go?
Touching hands that feed my soul
Hearts swelling at the mere mention of his name
My life has become some strange game
I crave a drink from the fountain
Where happily ever after is told
But real life is not a fantasy
And the thirst continues to grow
The Ardent Rose.
awesome poem lady Ardent.
keep them coming.
Christmas comes but once a year.
It brings lots of fun & merry cheer.
I wish you a Merry Christmas & a Happy New Year.
Don't eat too much chocolate, don't drink too much beer.
You might be teetotal & not drink alcohol at all.
Some people believe 3 wise men visited Jesus with gifts & on their knees did fall.
The gifts they brought were Frankincense, Myrrh & Gold.
We still get presents at Christmas now as in years of old.
