Is a love for life; a lust for life
The sensuousness of living
I once had it
Not too long ago
Or maybe long ago
But not now
Not at this moment
I have a love in my life
And I pour as much love as I can give
But I know I could give more
Had not I run poured it all into my first love
My first love who would surprise me in its spontaneity
My first love whom I would look forward to greeting each day
Life
How each moment was a Moment that I'd cherish
Fleeting but loved in its own time
Where has it gone?
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