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Greatest sin


11.29.12 Posted in today's words by

Kenneth Weene’s most recent poem to appear here was Lowery day (July 2012).

Greatest sin
By Kenneth Weene

A glimpse, a touch, a fleeting whiff of scent;
you spoke, but not to me, a word upon the winds.
For years I’ve yearned to taste your love
and loving you became my greatest sin.



2 Responses to “Greatest sin”

  1. We want what we want until it corrupts us.