shimon weinroth

Stirrings - Poem by shimon weinroth

Each day
Grows into a melody
That blossoms
Throbbing life and wistful thinking

The birds come winging
The bees a humming
Laughter in the air
Appetites fulfilling

Now and the next
Moments, carefree hug and caress
Whispering hushes and blushes
Of what I'd like to do with you

Sing out joys sweet and delicious
Of flowing waves soft and feelng

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 16, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 19, 2010

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