Like The Breeze On A Summers Day Poem by Paul Warren

Like The Breeze On A Summers Day



These things are with me until my last breath
In the back of my mind where they were lie at rest
And I suppose it's so natural to remember
Those moments being so tender

Your touch and fragrance so true
As it caressed my body now anew
Like the breeze on a summers day
Refreshing and inviting in its way.

© Paul Warren Poetry

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ADELAIDE, SOUTH AUSTRALIA
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