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Maria Siminiuc Poem
I find myself from gales and tundras freed
Til I am made to weather stormy folk
Whose blizzard presence suffocates my pleads-
Their fiery embers turn my trees to smoke.
Still other people strike me as so bland,
Our desert conversations leave me parched;
I long to plant seeds on their barren land
And go on hikes, instead of boredly march.
But you, my darling, are the finest sea
Aglow in scarlet light of sunset eyes
The meadow of your being wakens me
As I dance underneath love’s lively skies.
In your oasis, I find all I need
I find myself from gales and tundras freed.
Copyright © Maria Siminiuc | Year Posted 2019
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Maria Siminiuc Poem
dalliance in a bungalow; euphony.
our mellifluous voices blend and
no longer is mine demure
felicity fills our love lagoon
an effervescent elixir
that which is becoming of beauty
that, which is so ephemeral.
fugacious love succumbs to day
for when the gossamer web of amorance
turns chatoyant in sunlight,
their murmurous musings begin
and so we must reveal the imbroglio of our verboten affairs.
‘tis all clandestine, dear ingénue,
we found serenity by serendipity
and though our tryst succeeds the lullabies,
it must to languor yield by aurora
thus, let us savour this
dalliance in a bungalow, bucolic and aglow
with the tintinnabulation of your summery lilt.
our mellifluous voices blend and
no longer is mine demure
Copyright © Maria Siminiuc | Year Posted 2020
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Maria Siminiuc Poem
you hear of Love
a cure miracle godsend is Love
you see Love
but it scars blinds bites your eyes
you feel Love
it is rough sharp jagged cuts and
you know that Love
has passed through billions of hearts still
you smell Love
old used charred scent of Love then
you feast on Love
choke chew choke swallow
now you are Love
you burn from the inside out
and there’s no escape
Copyright © Maria Siminiuc | Year Posted 2019
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