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A Melancholy Joy

She taps upon my windowpane
This nubile vixen, this spring rain
Enticing me with moistened kiss
To join her now or be remiss

Thus, does she whet my appetite
Awakens me at dawns first light
Soft sounds that bid an ancient soul
Come join me now and be made whole

So I arise as barefoot boy
Her warm spring kisses on my face
The tearful melancholy joy
Of moments I let time erase



©11/9/2022

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Date: 11/9/2022 6:02:00 PM
FAVE, John. The sustained metaphor and imagery is bliss. You've shot a bullseye here, in my book. Thanks, Gershon
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John Lawless
Date: 11/10/2022 4:04:00 AM
Thanks Gershon, I appreciate the kind words and the fave and your continued interest in my postings.

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