As lasting days spring from dawn|
And gazing skies move beyond|
A clouded daze keeps your image alive|
Blowing winds bring the scent of you on desolate hills|
In them they bring the feel from your hugs|
I only wish they would hug me into the life beyond|
As it blows and sings that mesmerizing song from your lips|
I feel myself fall asleep|
Wrapped in the warmness of your kiss|
Sweet poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you alex :)
ReplyDeleteI will be writing more often now :)