My Lover's Best
When my lover gazed into my tearful eyes
I inhaled her sweet whispering sighs
Felt her warmth against my chest
Then I knew her blessed,
Her loving
Best
Behooving
Me, at her behest,
To bring her to that next crest
With passion we sought the waiting prize
When my lover gazed into my tearful eyes.
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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