Like the Breeze On a Summers Day
These things are with me until my last breath
In the back of my mind where they were lie at rest
And I suppose it’s so natural to remember
Those moments being so tender
Your touch and fragrance so true
As it caressed my body now anew
Like the breeze on a summers day
Refreshing and inviting in its way.
© Paul Warren Poetry
Copyright © Paul Warren | Year Posted 2023
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