Three cups of love
a pinch of life
a dash of fear
a hint of strife
Bundles of wishes
many drams of bliss
guilty pleasures
are on the list
handfuls of wistfulness
and burning desire
stirred constantly
over open fire
two grams of yearning
three of hope
folded in
then add some cope
A bushel of pleasure
sifted pain
many laughs
not much blame
A broken heart
that quickly mends
A love for you
that never ends
An ounce of sunshine
a million kisses
makes poetic sauce
for many dishes
May 30, 2009
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