It's love's sweetness
That keeps me company.
Wraps around my shoulders and
Whispers in my ears.
It's love's sweetness
That plays on my heart strings,
Playing melodies not heard before
By anyone else, with that same
Passionate caress.
It's love's sweetness
That sings me a lullaby in
The middle of the night, when I
Reach out to touch you and you
Respond with sounds of endearment.
It's love's sweetness that spins
Your essence into silken threads
And I am not afraid to adore you
In volumes filled with love's pure
And mellow ecstasy!
Dorothy Alves Holmes
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
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