Tell me who we are
she tasks;
her smile beckons.
The sweet soft sound of the morning
birds,
the gentle rustle of the trees,
a breeze kissing our cheeks,
you are here with me;
the love I've seeked.
She pulls me closer
head now on my shoulder.
How can you compose words so fast,
why do I hear these words,
the spell you cast.
Because you are special,
because you are unique;
the love that makes my life complete.
(my life complete, copyright November 2005, Steven S. Walsky, all rights reserved.)
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