Swing Siren Song Poem by Kevin Patrick
Swing Siren Song
She buys her teardrops from mermaids
handsewing with honeysuckle
She writes with starlight, and copper
moonlight in her signiture glow
She drives right through broadway, running
over small players for heavens lead role
She never wears words, but dressess
in silence of celestial stairs
and She dances to trances, floating
inside of her swing siren song
He loves what he think, that she is
but a ghost of all of his longs
She holds the heat of his hand
as they dance to her swing siren song
He loves what he thinks but she is love's shining. Inside mind sings a beautiful song of love. Dancing and swinging with this song is really very nice. An amazing poem is excellently penned...10
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8/26/2025 1:08:08 PM # 1.0.0
Oh, this is sweet sweet writing, Kevin! ! ! ! It seems to flow across a dance floor like a waltz, a wild and free and swirling waltz. She is not a cardboard one-dimensional character- and therein lies her attraction. She has the power to bite and draw you on. This deserves all the 10's in the voting booth and onto my fav it goes! ! !