Sweet Memory
As I close my eye's, I feel your breathTrip softly past my ear
Your touch so gentle, feather like
Now brush away my fears
Your perfume hangs upon the air
As mornings early mist
To settle on my waiting lips
No longer to resist
My heart beats with an urgency
To the trembling felt within
Desire fulfilling wishes
Of a love thats not a sin
I cannot open up my eye's
To watch you fade away
And so I languish in a dream
To await the coming day.
Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2006-09-06 at 09:55
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