Love At Dawn Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

Love At Dawn

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when at dawn women are loved
net curtains are shuddering
with delight stimulated
love is looking out of every cup
the rest of the day smells of joy
of old clocks keeping blurred
images of the immemorial
ritual in the memory
of fulfilling the subsiding fulfilment
with petals of fragrant
flowers and sighing
imprisoned with vases with longing
to wind rapture in green gardens
a second or two more
they will lie down on the bed
of crochet tablecloth

when at dawn women are loved
customs are softening...

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Dagmara Anna 02 March 2009

Beautiful, romantic and Very climatic poem.

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