How Has Affection Come From Prudence Suspicious To Metamorphosis Deliciously Propitious? Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

How has affection come
On bottle surfed to shore,
What soul-song once struck dumb
Has blossomed more and more.
Anguish to joy succomb!
Sensations Spring restore.
Awaited long, hope's hum
Feels, unconcealed, heals core
FEttered, heart's conundrum
Ceases to weigh rapports,
TIes no more knots, love's crumb
ON life's table's turned delicious
COunters prudence suspicious,
MEtamorphosis propitious.

14 May 2008