The Presence Of You. Poem by Michael Cochrane

The Presence Of You.

Love comes in through the morning light, as sunlight beams on your pillow, you sleeping tenderly I cover your shoulder with the duvet.
You stir slightly and put your head on my chest and suddenly heaven, no yesterday, no tomorrow, just being in the presence of you, this is the place where I belong.
Such moments of silence and love are so precious!
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2026

Monday, August 24, 2026
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