I dialed your tenderness by Ann Wood
I dialed your tenderness!And out of a hundred memorable summers I wear it?
You understand me - I don't ask for love ...
I want to give a sip of warmth!
I picked flowers for you from the wild fields ...
If you want to accept them, just like that!
My words are without commitment ...
I love being a gentle, breathtaking woman!
I am dressed in white and I have no vanity!
I gained tenderness from my whole soul!
I bring you dewy memories - from Eternity?
I stay in your dreams until the morning
- and then I slowly leave at the first dawn!
Here, take them - they are the flowers of love!
I will leave them in front of your open door ...
Be careful not to step on this beauty ?!
But, and do it? I will dial for you again!
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2020-05-14 at 16:08
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