Her Softest Kiss, Gentle Warmth It Sent Me
Her Softest Kiss, Gentle Warmth It Sent Me
Am I dreaming, I was once bold and young
life was a new joy, great was romance sung,
morn's birthed hot memory of night before
rubies, gold cast upon every shore.
Her bright smile, this soul rejuvenated
her sexy charms had invigorated.
I fallen warrior from love's battlefield
just barely alive, refusing to yield,
felt red sun bring on saddest doom and gloom
as echoes sang, come now enter this tomb.
Once her love, gave me strength to death resist
as in love's deep ardor I did enlist.
Am I now able to leave bloody soil
rejoin former life with its boring toil,
or hold dear her touch from dreams that renew
to remember her true words, "I love you".
Her softest kiss, gentle warmth it sent me
love, desire to never from it be free.
Am I dreaming, I was once bold and young
life was a new joy, great was romance sung,
morn's birthed hot memory of night before
rubies, gold cast upon every shore.
Her bright smile, this soul rejuvenated
her sexy charms had invigorated.
Robert J. Lindley, 4-04-2019
Rhyme, ( What Life And Young Love Both Recall )
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