My fingers gently felt the breath of love, as the whisper of your name quivered from my lips. The embrace of a lifetime is placed before thee, sent in my every morning kiss.
Awaken to the dark of the morning, when the sun is yet to rise, hold closed your eyes and feel the implosion of my heart, soul and mind.
The tears still fall with a chill, trembling I know not what this game, as the Lord sent your love to me and distances it, so the hunger remains.
Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
Showing posts with label Good Morning poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Good Morning poem. Show all posts
Friday, October 10, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Good Morning
Wake up in the morning with a smile on your face,
and I’ll be assured my love has found its
rightful place.
~
Beyond the castles created by the mind, is the
work of love which infused your soul to mine.
~
Reach on out and feel the tenderness of touch,
exciting and wonderful the pleasure of never
giving up.
~
Always beside you from day to dark of night,
right next to you from twenty one to ninety
nine.
~
Wake in the morning with a smile on your face,
and I'll be assured my love has found its
rightful place.
and I’ll be assured my love has found its
rightful place.
~
Beyond the castles created by the mind, is the
work of love which infused your soul to mine.
~
Reach on out and feel the tenderness of touch,
exciting and wonderful the pleasure of never
giving up.
~
Always beside you from day to dark of night,
right next to you from twenty one to ninety
nine.
~
Wake in the morning with a smile on your face,
and I'll be assured my love has found its
rightful place.
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