It’s a shimmer alright
Right into the light—
This by day,
That by night.
It shakes and glows
Slithers and sows,
Flickers and flashes
Straight down to my toes.
Do you think it’s fame?
A beast to tame?
Something foreign?
Or more of the same?
No! No! It’s none thereof,
Not a diamond or golden glove
Not a treasure or cooing dove
It’s just old fashioned gooey love!
I guessed right!
ReplyDeleteHooray for gooey love! :)
ReplyDeleteGreat stuff, isnt it?! Sweet little ode to love KJ!
ReplyDeleteI was guessing love for sure,
ReplyDeletethat kind of tremor has no cure.
But who needs one,
it feels so good,
I'd sit right in it if I could.
pieterbie, melissa, lavender, yes, hooray!
ReplyDeleterm, ooooh, very nice. and yes, no cure....
:)
I guessed before the last line too! Clever poem KJ, even though I don't like gooey things :)
ReplyDeleteI thought for sure you were talking about a snake!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem !
ReplyDeleteLovely! Great to catch up. Thanks for the insights.
ReplyDeleteWonderful!
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