Fay Slimm Poems

Today is the 'flowers and hearts' day, no
Ordinary Saturday this, but a blissful
Anticipatory day, which can flow
From the soul of love. Valentine kisses
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They say it's never done.
A woman's work.
When, and how can we find fun
Without shirking
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The boisterous sheet of morning-fresh water
Tumbled, discharging explosive noise down
Into a torrent of rainbowing, caught
From the top of a towering black-crowned
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Mating, defined as coition, means One.
Separation, once ended,
Now togetherness begun.
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Shimmering rich. it covers all previous
Hurt, warm softness asserts it's own power.
Reflecting light hourly, opulent hue, flowering
From shades of sensuous dyes, blaze the soul.
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After years, repressive relationships
Are reputed to stifle all need.
Dull acquiescence takes full control, whips
Until dead the tenderest soul, feeds
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Think of a doorway opening to paradise
Softly unlocked by a tender kiss.
Imagine the passion love will then fashion
From eager hearts climbing this stairway to bliss.
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Standing surrounded by turquoise-blue sea
Granite, stone upon stone forming strong walls
Which, towering upward, bedded yet free
From mortared restraint, such masonry calls
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Skirted by billowing green
A cottage stands anciently tall, within
Wall after wall of neat chequered field.
Dwarfed by the presence of lush lovely land.
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