Shadow Lane Poem by shimon weinroth

Shadow Lane



whispers, bring back
robust times and passion teased,
visceral centers,
impose their fleshy dictates,
and times of jealousy,
blot out friendship and compassion,

possess possessed, obsessed
with silky smooth and soft,
fuzzy pluma, tender tendrils,
fondly fondle and caress

ripples gently probe
hollows filled with trust,
smiling waves lift me up
dwell on, dreamy dreams

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