Thoughts of us in my head
As I lay contemplating love on my bed
Could it be that feeling that sets free?
Precious and beautiful before me?
You light my heart with desire
And your beauty warms like a drink of mulled wine, nothing finer
If it isn’t love, that beautiful forever after
It surely follows hard after
@WENDEEKAY. Sweet. Your poem just put a smile on my face.
Thank you Mamman :)
Beautiful…me likey