Sunday 2 December 2018

I whisper soft words


I gently kiss your pretty nose
And run my fingers through your hair
Your sigh repeated not only once
As I whisper soft words that I care

You touch my face with your hands
And tenderly look me in the eyes
I hold you close and promise all
As tears confirm our future ties

I breathe your scent that I know so well
Your embrace confirms our love
As murmurs of our passions stir
Fond blessings from above

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This poem published a few years ago asked to given another airing; so I have obliged

17 comments:

  1. The poem is absolute sweetness.

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  2. Sweet, indeed, that time of hope and promises.

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  3. Sigh .. this is so sweet, Robin! ❤️

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  4. Very very sweet... so many memories.

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  5. Such a love does feel like a blessing...beautiful sentiments.

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  6. A lovely piece pinned to a wonder-full title.

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  7. Ah yes the confirmation is very necessary. Very romantic piece
    Happy you dropped by my sumie Sunday

    much love...

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  8. A gentle whisper that stirs old (never-dying) passions, what a gift...

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  9. Robin thank you for linking to Monday WRites this week

    much love...

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  10. Aww.. This is so cute... thanks for sharing :) <3

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  11. Love is in the air!
    Your poem speaks of love and tenderness

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