Chimes Of Love Poem by Leslie Xavier

Soft whispers between breaths;
the seven notes and the jingles.
Yes, I fell at the first feel;
you were right, I'm in love.

Morn spent in wait, charmed;
each cling - a child's laugh.
Noon - I forgot lunch; what's new!
Your voice, the heavenly chime.

A gift of passion for my smiles,
but I sense your fondle in those rings.
The song keeps me warm n alive,
as I touch those lips from your lap.
And then the bells... Baby;
a gentle flow, the river of love.