A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)


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Never Enough

The heart beats
Cockles-warm
When but a stray
Thought blows in
On Love’s draught.

Drinking deep from
The froth, that tickles
Reaching the brew
That fair intoxicates
I’m never surprised
At how much it nourishes,
Nurtures and cherishes.
This addiction.
This affliction.
I have.

For, who, ever, has had
Of Love’s fill

And

Living, tells the tale?

6 April, 2015

Day#28 of #NaPoWriMo 🙂

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