A Bouquet of Flowers
At your feet a bouquet of flowers,
at your heart sensual hours. In
love, time passing by, with my
words shall kisses fly. Tokens
passed in sentient thought, a
beating heart as dreams are
caught. And at night shall kisses
rest, softly fall on gentle breast.
Whispers of grace to fill the night,
arousing passion and pure delight.
And in the smouldering of the dawn,
sated sheets and thee adorn. Let
your presence ever fill the eye and
fragrance fill my lungs, let your
stars be mine and two hearts
on each other dine.
Copyright © Daniel Cheeseman | Year Posted 2010
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