First Light

by MiC Lee-Price

~ For a special Lady - who should know who she is ~



First light kisses the sky,
With the blush of a rose.
And I await my loves arrival,
For her presence soothes my soul.

I long to feel her gentle touch,
To hold her in my arms.
To kiss her lips; to hold her hands;
To taste her many charms.

I know that this can not be,
For we are a world apart.
But just to hear her loving voice,
Soothes my aching heart.


 



 

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