A limerick lost turned into a torrent of tangible thoughts as The Corner began its foray into the field of fanciful figures while feasting on fine food and frolicking through fluctuating forms at the same time fleshing out a framework for the future. Sadly, overcome by alliterations, the moment passed as a fleeting fixation!
A Limerick of Love
As I watch you breathe my heart is filled with love
Is it possible you were sent to me from above?
Can this moment be any more perfect?
When souls entwine and hearts connect
No, this is heaven, of this there can be no doubt