A smile, a
touch, a kiss
It’s you I
want to hold
I want you
next to me
May I be
so bold?
My dearest
angel mine
You’ve
given me your heart
My
consuming meditation
I want it
all, not part
I gaze
upon your visage
And always
see your form
Imprinted
in my mind
Forever
keeps me warm
Oh my
love, you always stir my soul
Every
curve and contour soft
Fills me
to the full
Of loving
memories oft
No beauty
hidden in shadows
Your
magnificence shines bright
A heart
filled with caring
You make
the world seem right
(C) October 2, 2016
Duane Windell Phillips
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