Michael P. McParland
Sleep Well Sweet One 3 - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Sleep well my sweet beautiful woman
and even though I am not ready for bed
I will lay down with you to snuggle
and nuzzle kissing while we do.
I want to be with my lady and feel
all of the comfort that you so lovingly give.
I adore you sweet one and want
to be in your arms for the rest of time.
I will be holding you ever so tight
and giving all of my warmth and love in my soul.
I'll rub your back to relax you so sweet,
and just stroke your hair while you rest
your head upon my loving chest.
I love you so much and am sending you
kisses and hugs with my loving warmth.
Listen for my voice as I say
I love you Kira you are the best.
I'll never leave you because I adore you so much,
you are the most beautiful Angel
and the love of my life.
I'll see you tonight in the land of dreams
where we will just hold each other and talk
laying down on a soft blanket under our tree.
Cuddling and kissing just feel complete for awhile,
I want to be with you wherever I go.
Tonight my sweet love I will see you
and hold you so close in the land of dreams
where nothing and no one can bother us at all.
I love you sweet one and hope that so soon
I will see you and hold you for real and never lose you again.
Goodnight my sweet beautiful Angel of light
I wish you were to hold and cuddle with
and make each other feel so warm and safe.
You are amazing and I love you so much,
you are a sparkling bright diamond in the rough.
I miss you immensely and it often makes me cry,
you are the greatest woman and my heart beats for you.
My heart is a gift which I give to you,
you are my soul mate and I know we will get our time.
I pray to God that it will be so soon.
Goodnight beautiful Kira and God bless your heart,
I love you so deeply and want you to be my wife.
I will be with you always through all walks of life,
you are everything this man will ever need and want.
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