My Love,
The wind sighs at the mere mention of your name, as unspoiled daises dance in flight, to tunes of whippoorwills.
Oh how I long for your smooth caress against my beige skin. To feel the warmth of your embrace as I drift into heaven; this, is the memory I wish to hold for all eternity.
Yours forever,
6 comments:
wow. i would love to get a note like that...smiles.
'unspoiled daisies...' Very romantic but a sense of loss is predominant. I hope it's 'only' poetry.
Brian, like i'm sure you haven't!! lol
Ariel, hmmmm...i believe you may be onto something there.
thanks guys for sharing your thoughts. :-)
see what can happen...
i wish i could describe my day for you ----
hugs
and i love the song of the whippoorwill :)
Just beautiful...lovely blog too!
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