YOU WHISPERED MY NAME
Last night between the stars and sunrise, you whispered my name and cuddled closer in your sleep. With singing heart and tear-filled eyes, I realized I could not love you more than when you wear the sweet, lovely nightgown of goodness.
The love of this tremendous and exciting woman, makes each day a delight to wake up to.
I am a man possessed and definitely BLESSED.
LIKE A MOTH DRAWN TO A FLAME
Like a moth drawn to the flame, I fell
totally and completely in love with you.
I think it could have been
from the moment I first met you.
I'm not sure.
All I could think of was those eyes,
that incredible smile, or that engulfing laugh.
I was held captive by your intense honesty,
and that award winning smile.
I never stood a chance, did I?
Or did I?
Like lovers after centuries of separation,
we descended upon each other
like the moth to a flame. Oh, and how
brightly did burn our flame.
Now after years of separation, we hear
the lovers song being played again
on the harp of love; and, just like
the moth, we dance and flutter
at the sight of the flame.
Hopefully, this time the flame won't go out.
Stretch out your hand; I can almost touch you.
Promise you will not let me go again,
SITTING IN THE TWILIGHT OF THE DAY