“My arm around her shoulders
her arm around my waist”
we were walking in the garden
a cool breeze
brushing our faces
“warm me,” she said.
We kissed, kissed long
colors, music, stars
started merging.
The world disappeared.
“My arm around her shoulders
her arm around my waist”
we were walking in the garden
a cool breeze
brushing our faces
“warm me,” she said.
We kissed, kissed long
colors, music, stars
started merging.
The world disappeared.
edgarone2
Lovely poem, hope all is well in your world, the sun seems so high in the sky and bright these days!
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Thank you Jody.
Sunny and spring weather but we need rain.
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