October 30, 2019 shamsuddin001 Intoxicated by the Presence of Spirit “Oh My Sweet Creator, You fill me with the wine of Your Essence.” A toast to this Love is in order. You could join me, if you choose. So tip the glass and sip this wine. Be careful! One drop can go to your heart. More than that, and you will be lost. Lean close and let me whisper in your ear, ” There is a guard at the door. He will not let us leave until we can remember our names.” Shams says, “Guess, we’re spending the night.” Sign in to see full entry.
Poetry is to Music as Lyric is to Soul for Wednesday, October 30, 2019
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