Perils Of Kissing In Gardens Poem by james watkin

Perils Of Kissing In Gardens



Near for to bloom! At which instant
One kiss, to blush as makes.
Now place, I dare you, an ear
By what, fair one, buds near.

Be it, bee-calendared, hive-hung
Is weeks off, rose-boasted.
Emerging spasmodic outrage
Of jealous shocks. Each stage!

Monday, June 6, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: affinity and love,garden,rose,jealousy
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james watkin

james watkin

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