The Sweetest Sip

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    The Sweetest Sip
    The wind blows when he breaths
    The light hits the moon when he smiles
    I could swim, swim in his eyes and
    I could stare at his beauty forever
    Night after night I dream of his kiss
    Just one wish from his drug like lips
    Champaigne flows from his lips
    & I'd give him the world for just one sip

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    Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

    Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

    ginnygiz’s Poems (10)

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    Dying 2 Live (song) 1 12/17/2008
    Confession 1 12/17/2008
    The Bliss of Lips 1 12/17/2008
    The Sweetest Sip 0 11/15/2008
    To Him: The Friend 2 11/15/2008
    My Wish For You 0 11/15/2008
    Moving On 2 11/15/2008
    Chaos Fades to Serenity 1 11/15/2008
    In the Hurt of Others 0 11/15/2008
    Life In Progress 1 11/15/2008
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