her love…

her love...

‘like rain on morning dew, her presence drenches me; so intimate her hand upon my chest, my heart, so intimate that when I fall asleep her eyes close… i love you.’ Morning coffee with Ð Ṝ Ƣ Ñeedle & Ŧhread® © 2013.

This entry was posted in Poetry.

2 comments on “her love…

  1. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words says:

    you created a beautiful intimate moment in soft hues of quiet breathing
    Take Care…

  2. LadyBlue, so eloquent your words, so beautiful your thought… xx, Lance

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