Love's Journey
O' thou whose face alights my soul,
Bestow your precious gifts on me.
You are a song within thy heart,
Your soft caress,love's melody.
Imprisoned by desire's chains,
Your face a dream,thy cherish dear;
Teased by the joy of satin blossom,
I long to stroke thy flesh so fair.
As twilight falls with silver glow,
On wings of rapture,we shall soar;
Scaling heights of new found pleasure,
We shall arrive at Eden's door.
Amid sylvan glades and rose strewn paths,
We shall drink eternal bliss,
Tarry not and thee take my hand,love;
Welcome thy love's exquisite kiss...
Copyright Susan Martin (2007)
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