One Single Impression: Summer’s Day
[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!).
Labels: One Single Impression, People, Poem
posted by Jim @ 1/11/2009 12:08:00 AM
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