Memories Whisper To Me

Lips grazing my cheek Blowing sweetly in ear Smiles talking without speaking Beauty in mind's motion pictures There plain as day In summer cotton dress Dancing across that meadow Twirling into my arms Graced by such loveliness Your perfume still fresh Filling my longing senses Embraced by everything you Thanks to faithful reminisce You never completely left This man isn't alone Love's true promise kept Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn - All Rights Reserved "A poem to me is the essence of any thought, Being built from its foundation into tower scraping sky. It can fly like no other bird to places never seen, Even spaceships can only dream of taking its place." © 2014 Robert William Gruhn