Love Whispers Softly
Softly your lips brush across mineLeaving me trembling wanting more.
Softly your voice whispers my name,
Telling me I am the one you adore.
In the quiet of the waking day,
With your fingers you tenderly trace,
Along the contours of my body
Then, sweetly, you kiss my eyes and face.
"Good morning My Love, " I sigh, then smile.
" Good morning Baby," you say.
We stay awhile in this best of times
Loving in our own special way.
Kathy Lockhart
11/27/06
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-11-28 at 05:00
Tags Love  Romance 
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