img_0058Words Mere Brush With Love

Nestled soft within dream’s realm
A whisper from lips’ gentle greeting
Sparkled eyes and twinkled hearts
Moments fly so fleeting

Nanoseconds lost in silken winds
Between the thought and reality of a kiss
Gaps these words may never touch
Of love’s most passionate bliss

For never has man been able to label
Nuance and depth from our heart’s full measure
Love rebuilds from ashes to palace
You fill my soul with the richest of treasure –


Your love is a whisper
A gentle carress
A small toke gesture
A shoulder for rest

your love is my passion
My muse and my tether
Your love is my heaven
My thrill whenever –

We kiss