Met a love coward,
Masked in love's warm glow.
Oh, he touched my heart with such tenderness,
I dared not turn away...
His kisses lingered to a silky honey sweetness,
His hands caressed until I became a part
Of his disguised truth of hot passion.
My arms aching, longing for this oneness,
Welcomed a sudden certain peace...
He spoke of love in diamond whispers...
The forever, he promised, stole away
In the morning mist just at sunrise...
He loved me enough, he said: 'To let me go.'
APoet Who Loves To Sing
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