James Peranteau Poet Free verse

Touched By the Nymph

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          Touched by the nymph
                   tenderly 
               ‘pon mine lips

         And this heart of mine
                  did throb
              and mine face
                  the color
                  beet red

              Oh my pulse
                my pulse
 by the nurse could not be read

                    Yes
     the nymph smiled as she
        redressed mine bed

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Elizabeth Wesley November 6, 2011 at 4:15 PM Just checking to see if your early verse seethes with the same emotion. I see that they do - lucky nurse!

Daver Austin February 1, 2011 at 9:53 AM Is this one of the great happenings while in a hospital bed - a gorgeous nurse? This piece "throbs, colors beet red, with unreadable pulse." Love,Dave

Charmaine Chircop September 23, 2009 at 6:55 AM i'm seeing someone blushing here,a fast heartbeat,and a running pulse,i can see an injection too and the blushing boy turning pale:),sweet write made me smile--Charma

Sara Kendrick September 21, 2009 at 4:06 PM Interesting thoughts put to pen. Keep writing. Sara