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Springtime's Wench

In the dusting of the Springtime Fate spawns a tale of passions need To instigate with warming touch The flowering of longing seed Love’s tenderness adrift and pure Awaft on every evening breeze Sweet scented thoughts of yesterday Soft whimsy’d memories to seize Awakening a season’s lust For life entices springtime’s wench Bathe in my gentle falling rain Our humid passions let us quench In the dusting of a Springtime’s Sweet scented thoughts of yesterday ©6/2/2023

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Date: 6/6/2023 6:49:00 AM
A sensual sensation, John!
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Date: 6/5/2023 7:50:00 PM
John, your sonnets are special. You've almost convinced me that --- oh, never mind. FAVE-time. Thanks! ~ Gershon
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Date: 6/3/2023 11:38:00 PM
I'll have some of what you're having John and a blood pressure tablet. Good one...words weaved enticingly.
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John Lawless
Date: 6/4/2023 5:09:00 AM
appreciate the visits and comments Paul
Date: 6/2/2023 9:29:00 PM
Ooh a sensational saucy inviting poem combining it with muse and imagery wow! Kudos!
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John Lawless
Date: 6/4/2023 5:10:00 AM
Thanks for the kind comment and for stopping by to read.

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