Ray Hansell

Silver Star - 3,251 Points (New Jersey)

You Make - Poem by Ray Hansell

The warmth of a summer breeze
Caresses my face
It feels as soft and gentle
As your hands upon me

The sweetness of your voice
Rings gently in my ears
Like a Sunday church bell
You always sound so good

When your lips kiss mine
They always make smile
You make the birds all sing
The skies all turn to blue

Every day that you are near me
Is always a perfect day
I know my days will stay this way
When ever you are near


© 6-10-10/RJH


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 28, 2010



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