Thoughts of Him On a March Day
When I am pressed on my beloved's chest
no care can wrest me from his crest.
And as he presses me closer still
no harm can reach me on its dizzy reel.
Safely nestled thus
my fears I forget to fear.
His arms shield my weary head.
His smiles and kisses
chase the lingering blues away.
His warm breath soothes my every pain.
His soulful eyes
with their wondrous light
radiate the marvelous things he leaves unsaid.
His sweet voice
calms the mighty storms that rage.
Oft he lies awake to make the sleepless sleep.
There is nothing he wouldn't do
his beloved all comfort know.
His presence a balm amidst the incessant blaze.
His patience its solace never wanes.
When stars
their lights the darkness hides
his gentlest touch restores the light
And flares to be my unfailing hearth.
All these magic strings of love unsurpassed
reverberate in everything he says and does.
His love for unconditional truth and beauty
flows and blends with the beat and spark
of my ever restless heart.
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