Pleasure
By Arron Spears
Pleasure
to the most simplest forms of Life
for Pleasure is the roots of our Life
which cannot be destroyed
for if it did, our hearts would die
it makes us who we are
it gives us Joy like the Joyful apple pie your mother made you last night
for its rich color like the fall of leaves from the trees
that we see every year for it will not stop
just like Pleasure which will live on.
because it is an immortal Feeling
like the wind you Feel in the field of green
and the sound you hear from the crickets you hear at night
the music to your mind
the sight of your beloved
or the smell of roses from the garden which lie
on the soil that the rich earth has grown for Pleasure and for Life
that makes us happy and Live freely
all these things make Pleasure
for it will always thrive
Forever