The Sweet Scent of your Soul
You speak my name a tone that chimes so sweet,
Then gently stroke my heartstrings and you can.
You sing the song of love when our eyes meet,
I feel the music flow through you sweet man.
You take my hand and gently kiss my palm,
Then place it lovingly upon your cheek.
You know my moods, you have become my calm,
Your arm around my shoulder makes me weak.
Your love for me, it rushes through each bone,
You fill me up and make me my best whole.
I love to hear your heart beat its sweet tone,
You've shown to me, the sweet scent of your soul.
Anthony Slausen’s Contest:
The Scent of your Soul
Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014