A flower wavers in the wind
As it cannot resist
The gentle caress
Of the softest breeze
A blade of grass
Stands strong and tall
Beneath grand oaks
Where acorns fall
The sky won’t fall
As it passes by
There forever
We watch in awe
I like your lips
To be very near to mine
The anticipation of your kiss
Always divine
My skin is smooth
And soft to touch
I like it when your
Skin is close to mine
I love that feeling
When your back touches mine
I can feel your heart beat
Pulsing through my veins
I like it when
We feel as one
My perfume is of flowers
Warmed by the sun
I like it when my head
Rests upon your lap
The touch of your fingers
Through my long silky hair
My hands are always
Soft and warm
When they are gently
Held in yours
The truth is written
In our hearts
As we lay together
Beneath gently falling leaves…
Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
For dear C.B.
Pink Poppy Image from Internet
Please enlarge
