SENT FROM HEAVEN
 
Candles flicker in solitude,
My mind thoughts playing games,
As shadows of a distant past,
Float merrily in the flames.
Floating music fills the air
She lies content in bean bags slumber,
As black coals burn to heat the lumber.
He pale skin this amber light,
Flickers a tune of warmth and love,
As it flickers on a breast from heaven.
This angelic beauty before my eyes sleeps content.
Floating music and candle soft,
I wonder what she dreams.
A love so peacful soft and sweet,
In this amber light my brain cells compete.
I send her love that hath no end,
Like a child I want to hold her tight.
I want to caress her beauty in this soft light.
For there is no greater love that I can give.
So as she sleeps in her angelic pose,
I smell her perfume like that of a beautful rose.
For she is my rose of all roses,like a beautiful wine,
For she is my wife, my one and only valentine.












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