Author: scarletlady77 PM
My modest attempt at poetry... inspired by the one who inspires me... Yes, it's all real; every word.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Words: 101 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 10-07-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2581183
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In the frosty morning air,
windows rimmed in white
He climbs out of the down quilt
tucking it under,
my warm sleeping body.
Hands, worn from hard work
gently caress my forehead.
It has been a great many nights and days
to know him so well.
All between us is the dearest friendship
touched with peace.
His face is kindness and truth,
in his body still linger the fires of passion,
though he is quiet.
When he wraps those arms around me,
stripping me of my fears,
I see the whole world in his eyes.
And life is good.