Gifted, Moments of Soft Surrendering's
Gifted, Moments Of Soft Surrendering's
Between dawn's birth and sunset rendering's
gifted, moments of soft surrendering's
as were blessings from silver chalice sought
such may be given, but are never bought.
If life darkens, gives bitter balms of tears
cooling our sun's warmth or so it appears
oft are given these, fair winds soon to blow
joining golden hues of sunlight we know.
Within daydreams, we may seek sweeter kiss
tender are night hours, sworn to never miss
gasping moans and lover's beloved touch
that which true love desires so very much.
We shall remember, fair winds hold the key
Nourishing soul's grace in both you and me.
Robert J. Lindley, 9-08-2018
Sonnet, ( Fair Winds Hold The Key)
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