[posted Friday, January 16, 2009 -- postdated 'Sunday']
A Summer’s Day
A summer’s day is like my love.
She’s hot with wind or cool and still.
I feel her hot against my bod,
cherish that touch and wait until
the sweet reward of evening’s cool.
When still she is I love that time,
before the night, still summer’s day.
Then comes the breeze it cools us both.
She’s fresh again, now’s time for play,
that sweet reward of evening’s cool.
A summer’s day is like my love.
She’s hot with wind or cool and still.
I feel her hot against my bod,
cherish that touch and wait until
the sweet reward of evening’s cool.
When still she is I love that time,
before the night, still summer’s day.
Then comes the breeze it cools us both.
She’s fresh again, now’s time for play,
that sweet reward of evening’s cool.
Copyright © 2009 Jimmiehov. All Rights Reserved
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Tag: One Single Impression A Summer's Day
prompted by Geraldine at My Poetic Path, thank you
Tag: Jim's OSI
Painting is easy when you don’t know how, but very difficult when you do. Edgar Dégas
The same goes for my poetry attempts (don't know how, but I enjoy it!).
Tag: One Single Impression A Summer's Day
prompted by Geraldine at My Poetic Path, thank you
Tag: Jim's OSI
Painting is easy when you don’t know how, but very difficult when you do. Edgar Dégas
The same goes for my poetry attempts (don't know how, but I enjoy it!).
Nice poem, Jim =)
ReplyDeleteOh, yes, indeed! That's a lovely one full of love and fun.
ReplyDeleteI'm ready for that love again too. Very well done Jim.
ReplyDeleteHave a terrific Friday and weekend. Big hug. :)
Ah, you make it sound so perfect. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteI'm so happy that you can use the poem "You're Special" =)
ReplyDeleteHi Jim..I'm gmarie... like I said, I'm stopping by to comment on your unabashed effection for A Summer's Day. My best regards to you!
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