Wednesday, March 23, 2011


Hush, now is not the time for chatter
Words would mar this perfect night
As the wind howls at my window
And spring cowers low in fright

Hush, I feel you in my mind, dear
Tender as the day we met
I taste the sweetness and the torment
The wind is like an empty threat

Hush, how warm your arms around me
Ah, but love is soft and kind
Oh, sad foolishness confounds me
I can’t kiss you with my mind…….


1 comment:

Thank-you for stopping by my porch! I hope you were blessed by the visit! I welcome and appreciate, if thought you care to speak; the value and the input of compliment or critique