Thermals
[My Love I rise upon your thermals, I play in your light.
I dart and glide across our sky, your pleasure is my delight.
No matter how far apart we are, I feel you by my side.
For your glory is my morning, it is my rising sun.
Your warmth and tenderness, they fill my day, In which I long to bathe.
Then through the night with great delight,my imagination runs wild.
For you are there holding me, keeping me from falling.
You are so close, I feel your breath, I press my lips on yours.
Then morning comes, with the shining sun it glows upon on my face.
I rise once more into your thermals, lifted by your love and grace.xxxxxx ]
Copyright © Richard Tyler | Year Posted 2019
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