Friday, August 3, 2007

WHILOM

We will never be as loved,
as we were then,
lucky us his children;
whom heaven chose this angel for,
and when our hearts adore,
his memory,
he will never be,
surrendered to this grave.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Hi Ken it's me Gloria. Great job on all your accomplishments that I have seen. I feel eary getting inside you but thank you for the sex!( Sorry but I feel like you have exposed your essence and in return I am responding. It's all good) I know you are married so no disrespect to your wife this is a beautiful metafor for what you have shown to me and the world. I applaud you this is a very special side that I know is in all of us. Thank you. I do love original art and poetry is to be drunkin by two people if at all. Peace to you. I will always remember you! See you around. Love Gloria