Longing for Spring
As the earth grows warmer
So do I.
Thinking of your breath on my neck
and longing for your kiss.
As spring flowers push through the cold earth to bloom
So do I.
Thinking of your hands in my hair
and longing for your kiss.
I grow warmer just thinking of you and
remembering the beautiful days and nights
of love that we have shared
and continue to make.
As the earth grows warmer
So do I.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Passionate poetry of the 1st of March
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