The Night One Felt The Touch Of Respect. Poem by Raymond Sawyer

For one who wish to feel the touch of respect is one who want to feel the respect and yet the more one wish for the touch of respect for one could see angel in the night sky with eyes that thus where there a dream there a angel for one who wish shall see the angel of respect for only once heart will be touch with respect for one who's smile is like the morning sun before it raise is the sun queen or one call the angel of respect and yet the night one felt the touch of respect.


For every touch of respect thus the on call queen of respect is the angel with a heart full of respect to fill once heart for where there a angel thus one shall feel the touch of the angel of respect just to see the angel that one call the queen for the queen is the angel of respect for who will touch once heart with respect time after time for one wish for the touch of respect but yet the night one felt the touch of respect.


Thus where there happiness for one will see the sun that is fill with respect and yet for every hour for one see the a star with twinkle but for one who's eyes that been touch with respect yet for every rose that one see is like seeing the stars of respect but when one see the stars thus one see the sparkle of respect in the air just to feel the warm smile of the angel with eyes that twinkle and yet the night one felt the touch of respect.


The more one wish for the touch of respect the more one will feel the touch of the sun that will shine for every warm smile thus a rose shall bloom in full with the touch of respect the more one wish he more it feel like being in the arms of the angel of respect thus for it's the angel that will fill a heart that for the touch of respect but yet the night one felt the touch of respect.