Spring With The Wall
It's partial to Winter's bark gloom and weed bite—
Then comes Spring with his light massaging through stone,
In cold spots along her dark towering spine—
That lovers can lean into when they're alone.
Where on the wire, tender ivy tones thicken
With her new time's leaf under glowing heaven,
There her flowers assail his part with the lust—
The climb from below scented beds amorous.
Copyright © Paige Hind | Year Posted 2024
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