Tennessee Fried Poetry

A comprehensive tour of the mind of a burnt out feller living in Tennessee as seen through his poetry.

Tuesday, January 04, 2005

Amazing Grace

Amazing Grace,
So simple and sweet
In appearence.
She lives vicariously
As if she were a dancer.
I know not a more delicate sight.

Amazing Grace,
So luminuous and sound,
The brightest star in the night sky,
Showering your incandescence
Down upon me this evening, now and forever,
Your eyes a plethora of life's beautiful colors.

Amazing Grace,
I dance with you now,
Holding tight to your right hand as you twirl
During our minuet down by the river.
We're just two lovers living vicariously.


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