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.
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.
Strong….poignant!
We want what we want until it corrupts us.