The Night
The touch of your soft lips,
The feel of your finger tips.
The smell of your perfumed body,
Your hair wild and untidy.
The strut in your walk,
And the way you talk.
The thought of your jade eyes,
Is like the ocean tides.
All of this makes my heart melt,
Because of the way we felt.
The night you held me close,
I will never let you go!
Copyright © Katelyn Mueller | Year Posted 2007
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