shimon weinroth Poems

on the road to understanding,
there's a highway of emotions
full of notions and designs
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something in me wants a salad
fruit, vegetable and other mixtures
to blend, dice, cut up, shred and toss
salt and pepper with spices
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libido, Rosseta Stone of desire
goose pimples and many other
erectile reactions, arise to lust,
temperature oscillating and rewarding,
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make there to infinity
here to eternity
bless my wife,
bless my being
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succulent grapes sweet or
sour turned to wine
loosen the tongue
for free and easy verse
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what is it, makes us want
something not our own
that we coud have had
at any moment
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the mountain belched, dyspeptic innards,
grumbling intestines, bowels of the earth
erupted, spewed and vomited the burning lava,
red hot molten rock, smoking fumes
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they sit in confidante, of close proximity
speaking and whispering, leaning
toward one another in full rapport
tones and overtones carry notes of
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you are
you were
and shall always be
that belief inside of me
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one picture
a thousand words
each one
distorted
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