His Warmth
Dawn’s warm luminescence
holds his pure essence…
caresses her face through
her living room window
of opportunity.
A loving presence felt,
she melts to his soft touch
…the sense of unity.
Words of fondness: remiss
she cannot explain this
emotion of oneness.
If options did exist,
if one could understand,
she’d cup into her hands
his celestial body.
With stars in her eyes and
feelings incredible,
onto high pedestal
she’d place undying rays...
So he might forever
light the rest of her days.
Copyright © Rhoda Tripp | Year Posted 2021
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