Posted by donjuan on Sunday May 14, @01:17AM
Poetic License have i not reason to despise, all the wisdom of the wise, with so many Eves in my paradise, while Adam had only one?
in my yonder liitle eden, on rosy cheeks the apples redden, to taste them is not forbidden, by a god to mar our fun?
this fleeting moment is mine, the weather is fair,the weather is fine, here is the goblet,and here is the wine, why shall i not drink?
talk not to me of horrors of hell; nor those preist-concocted tales tell, i know them all,i know them well, beneath the oceans let them sink!!
What stayed with you?
A line that lingered, a feeling, a disagreement. Great comments are as valuable as the original piece.