I've tasted enough
of the stars and the moon
I've slurped thru skyways
yet heaven always looms.
Knees are bloodied
bending too far down
Now following the scent
I'm heaven bound.
Should be my turn
weary from the chase
bowing in total submission
Heaven awaits my taste.
Del Cano 2005 July
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I enjoyed your poem. It was very creative.
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