Her Love
Warm breeze on a cool day, gentle and soft.
Touch of the sea upon my skin.
The sun breaking through the clouds on a dark and dreary afternoon.
Such is the way I feel when she touches me.
Copyright © Shawn Stuber | Year Posted 2019
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