Thursday, December 4, 2008

An Acrostic by Tomas Estrada

Turning, twisting, twining,
Overnight they were gyrating.
Moments of endless pleasure,
Arises the point of measure,
Satisfied souls allure.

Endless inquiries
Start to annoy.
Time to tell the truth,
Remove those dirty words.
Adhere to the man
Described as the one.
Alone you will be none.

- Tomas Estrada

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