First light it bathes
Your opening eyes
Dawns tender kiss
Night says goodbye
Rippled light
About your face
The new day smiles
The hour embraced.
Your warm skin
Next to mine
Your perfume
Still sublime
Your tousled hair
Removed from face
Head lifted from
The pillowcase.
That certain smile
The one we know
Closer still
Its love to show
Body and soul
Become as one
Passion renewed
Under morning sun.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Verbal melody that exudes a timeless scent of passion...
thanks for read my friend much appreciated
A lovely wake up where the sun raises on two separate occasions in the morning. Very nice Norman
always appreciated always thankful for the read my friend
Most welcome
Norman, this is absolutely beautiful. There’s such warmth and intimacy here...that quiet morning closeness with someone you love before the rest of the world comes calling. Wonderful poem, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️
thanking you my friend, always much appreciated
Good write N.
At fist light, last light, no light - no bus! lol.
so true lol
I reckon they've removed that bus route permanently. lol. About a million years ago, it was.
thats when I first stood there lol
Wonderful words Norman and so true.
Andy
much appreciated, thanking you
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