Ahh the blossoms wake in the morning light,
the faint aroma of roses grace the air.
You are a blessing to my eyes,
I touch you gently with my fingertips.
Your skin glows with the slight moisture
from the evening's rest. I place my hand
gently on your breast, beautiful, soft and oh
so sensual.
How deserving am I to be blessed with a beauty
such as you. Your body lie quietly sleeping and I'm
in awe of every move you make, every breath you
take.
For the rest of my life, I will savour every moment,
every hour, every sweet embrace, I will treasure
the smile upon your face. You light up my life
I'm so glad you gave me your hand and became my
wife.
And I savoured the poem... pure emotions of a lover's heart is dripping from the poem. Lovely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Moments add up until they are all gone. Few consciously take the time to be in and savor the moment. It is a transcendent thing.