The way you move your whisper
Across my heart of hearts
Would make loneliness bitter
But for hope it imparts
The way you move your murmur
Across my thought like rain
Makes winter feel like summer
And pleasure worth its pain
The way your move you memory
Across my present-place
Makes me forever grateful
For what Time can’t erase
© Janet~
No comments:
Post a Comment
Thank-you for stopping by my porch! I hope you were blessed!