Dulcet Touch
Dulcet touch of whispered wind
As it gently blows through trees
Captured essence of lavender
From the fields growing in ease
The nestled hideaway clefted
Where she would slip away soon
To meet her secret Love Who
Would come in the cool of eve
Tranquil quiet hidden place
As she perpends His coming
Splendor of His shining face
Glory surrounds Him a glow
Radiance _ His Love excells
The scent of the roses' bloom
That wafts on the morning air
Or of the Lily's fragrant bloom
His Love exceeds love of men
Or of many maidens fair
His Love _- unconditional
I'll be joyous when he's here
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2010
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