Delicate Stringers Poem by Saiom Shriver

Delicate Stringers



He hacked not the honeysuckle fingers
knit to brocade where the light lingers
Her fragrance makes bees
abandon their stingers
while they buzzing round her
are troubadour singers
swaying on blossoms
as lovecrazed swingers
and she continues to toss forth
her delicate stringers

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