Come Softly Love

Come softly love like the dew of the morning
Touching me gently with the moist flowing drop

Come softly love like the golden rod sunrise
Inching slowly up on mother earth

Come softly love speaking words of wisdom
Like the birds chirping whispering in the trees

Come softly love never let your presence vanish
Like the sun setting in cool of the eve

Come softly love on this very morning
Filling me until my love over flows
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Loving Iii Avatar
August 21, 2009 at 3:40 PM
you discribe the best times of the day morning and evening ; the cool of the day. john
Rider Avatar
August 21, 2009 at 1:33 PM
Very romantic and sweet...tender and a delightful way to start any day! Thank you for your comments on my two peas poem also. ~Trudy~
Kershaw Avatar
August 20, 2009 at 6:00 PM
Love before breakfast? What an enchanting idea. Love the feeling of romance. Love, Will
Herber Avatar
August 20, 2009 at 4:01 PM
This is so heartfelt and romantic! I love this! Keep up the good work!
Austin Avatar
August 20, 2009 at 2:09 PM
Nice, sensitive piece. Love, daver
Fraser Avatar
August 20, 2009 at 12:44 PM
Smooth flowing poem Sara, tender and loving and a delight to read>>James
Lewis Avatar
August 20, 2009 at 6:34 AM
That is good, gentle, and romantic.
Strand Avatar
August 20, 2009 at 6:23 AM
Beautiful kyrielle flavour Sara.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments today
Al-Riyami Avatar
August 20, 2009 at 5:16 AM
Sara K. Your friggin Talented.I belive if your NOT in my favs,Im putting you in my favs
Quintero Avatar
August 20, 2009 at 4:41 AM
This is beautiful....great to start the morning.
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