Savor
You want no dancing at the ball? No art upon the Gallery wall? You want no dining finery? No French cuisine or winery? I say you've built a wasted maze, Cathedral tall at which to gaze. I say you've lots of time alone, a lonely dog who craves a bone. I say, be free and love some day, let music flow, let rhythms sway. Condemn them not who savor flavor. Grateful are they who true saviors adore. Sign in to see full entry.