First Thoughts
Genial waves of warmth
speak through gentle rays
Awaken my senses
the marigold sings her joy
painted steps are born
Fragrant juniper fill the horizon
gusts of innocence flush my cheeks
first wiffs grab my being
as soft touches trace her core
Welcome into my sunlight
white wishes still endure
supplanted suppliant kisses
you've entered through my door
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
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