I Love Poetry
Softer than a touch of rain or dew that glistened from the clouds in tender skies,
Your hands, your lips, your caress, I knew and yet, in your embrace, I felt surprise. As if the skies were woven with sunbeams to the warming ribbons around my heart. And carry me as lovely as a dream, to gentle storms that wait....When clouds depart. I found it was like springs light divine, as each sunrise was golden. In your embrace I stayed as the sun greet us every morning.
I lay here beside you in awe and wonder, the greatest gift of all, my love and your love, we will hold on to each other through life's many season and weather. So when the storms fall like in springtime from above softer than touch of rain or dew, our love will be steadfast and more stronger between me & you.....
Your hands, your lips, your caress, I knew and yet, in your embrace, I felt surprise. As if the skies were woven with sunbeams to the warming ribbons around my heart. And carry me as lovely as a dream, to gentle storms that wait....When clouds depart. I found it was like springs light divine, as each sunrise was golden. In your embrace I stayed as the sun greet us every morning.
I lay here beside you in awe and wonder, the greatest gift of all, my love and your love, we will hold on to each other through life's many season and weather. So when the storms fall like in springtime from above softer than touch of rain or dew, our love will be steadfast and more stronger between me & you.....
