Whispered on to me
Within my arms she slumbered like a weeping willow
as the warm summer breeze whispered a lullaby to our ears
beautiful is the moment when two can feel as one
as every heartbeat finds its own rhythm as in a slow lovers dance.
For she rest her face upon my bare shoulder
as my hand slowly glides upon the curves on her back
I tell her that I love her
for she raises her face and gently kisses me on the lips.
For the clock on the balcony wall seems to have stop ticking
or is it because time seems to stand still
when we’re making love
nonetheless it’s a very beautiful feeling to love you as I do
I said to her.
For she smiled at me
with those beautiful eyes that could melt the sun right out of the sky
then she wrapped my arms around her waist
and softly placed her finger upon my lip
Then whispered on to me, darling I love you too.
Author Frederick Greene Jr.
Copyright©2008 Frederick Greene Jr.
Poetry by The Friday Poet
'>
By The Friday Poet
© 2008 The Friday Poet
(All rights reserved)
| |