A Poem

Let me sip the nectar
from a hundred silver cups,
and taste the honey,
produced by the bee.
Let me live today, as if,
tomorrow will never come.

Let me share my love,
with a stranger and
after I have loved,
with no remorse or sorrow.

Perhaps, all the love I've shared,
will bring a new tomorrow,
with a bright beginning,
for in loving, you will find,
another day for living.