Angel
my mind it wonders far and wide to find a place for me to hide with thoughts of
love and gentle kisses i wonder if ill get my wishes. i see her face i hear her call
with her i want to share my all. so simple is this thing called love when your sent
an angel from above. and as i lay in dreams to think its in her arms i like to sink.
to talk away the endless hour alone with her my little flower. so softly scented in
my mind my love for her the warmest kind
Copyright © Anthony Kenneally | Year Posted 2006
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