Sonya Poem by James Harris

Sonya



Together we sit beneath the trees,
Both sharing the summer breeze
Feel my fingers through your hair,
A I Gaze at your face so very fair
Longing for your gentle touch,
I think even that be too much
In the end just you and I,
Letting our love soar and fly

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James Harris

James Harris

Fort Worth, Texas
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