Texture

A goodnight text every night,

but for when you’re near.

A morning poem at first light,

to let you know I care.

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Time between visions’ seen,

of when we did last meet.

When we greet the feeling’s serene,

and my day’s all the more sweet.

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And time’s now soon,

to enjoy the days delight.

Till we kiss beneath the moon,

followed by a text goodnight.

~*~
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Seasoned Changes

The day will come
when words won’t flow.
Could be tomorrow,
I don’t know.
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That won’t mean
my feelings have waned.
It means I’ll find a new way
to keep you entertained.

~*~
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Well Thought Of

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All this thinking may take its toll.
But why stop now, I’m on a roll.
As I ponder forever tomorrows,
the feelings flow, the writing follows.
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Though forever a long time away,
my thoughts of you are sure to stay.
I dream of our future when I’m awake.
I feel you near with each breath I take.
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I feel your heartbeat when mine is still.
I think I love you and always will.

~*~
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Carved in Stone

wickford cove

We’ve dinner on the bay.
The sunset’s on its way.
Evening spent at home,
a page of our life’s tome.
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I’ve visions of our time,
I write for you in rhyme.
Words I present to you,
to show my love is true.
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You’re always on my mind,
because you’re sweet and kind.
Your smile lets me know,
that our love will grow.
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Your touch warms my heart.
Each day’s a brand new start.
And when this day does end,
a sonnet I shall send.
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These poems that I share,
is to show you that I care.
These words that you read,
is to know your love I need.

~*~
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