John Lawless Poet Sonnet

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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Kim Rodrigues June 6, 2023 at 6:49 AM A sensual sensation, John!

Gershon Wolf June 5, 2023 at 7:50 PM John, your sonnets are special. You've almost convinced me that --- oh, never mind. FAVE-time. Thanks! ~ Gershon

Paul Willason June 3, 2023 at 11:38 PM I'll have some of what you're having John and a blood pressure tablet. Good one...words weaved enticingly. John Lawless June 4, 2023 at 5:09 AM appreciate the visits and comments Paul

S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri June 2, 2023 at 9:29 PM Ooh a sensational saucy inviting poem combining it with muse and imagery wow! Kudos! John Lawless June 4, 2023 at 5:10 AM Thanks for the kind comment and for stopping by to read.