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
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2022
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