Sweet Breeze Poem by Helen Crutchett

Whisper to me poems
penned by my poet's gentle hand,
his lyrics sonnets' sentimental songs
every word of love dipped in dewy tears of dawn
sweeping across the ocean his kisses
whence he touched my soul with lilting prose,
do not dim this candle and forsake me not my sweet
messenger
have mercy in your fanciful flight to hear this woman's desire
of her poet's words of undying love,
brush the air with metaphors spectacular stanzas and
alliterations
wherein he doth sit in
complete composure
within a rhyme
knowing he is mine.