Awaiting Her Return
she smiles
warm hands
softly touch
slowly I
melt
spying
my tiny
reflection
in loving
blue eyes
lips
whispering
“time to go”
sighing
embracing
drawing
closer
kissing
releasing
“later my
love”
she departs
as I linger
content
with
remnants
of her
fragrance
and
shadow
of her
smile
alone
I yearn
awaiting
her return
. . .
2/23/2022
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Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2022
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