Neath Crumpled Sheets

There she lies
Neath crumpled sheets
A glimpse of golden skin

Fair of face
Body held with grace
Beauty from outside to in

Bounteous rose
Framed by petaled hair
A joy to touch, to feel, to see

Wondrous sight
Her force, her might
Her all is beloved by me

Restful dream
Her slow drawn breath
An infectious sense of calm

Together we
Embrace shared destiny
She cannot come to harm

My vision
On her downy bed
I send affections from above

A gentle kiss
Placed on her cheek
Conveys my whole hearted love


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

A Website.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: