Misty eyes
Misty eyes
You bathe me with your hazel eyes,
we have hot coffee, early morning, the sun rising from the east.
I tell you, let’s slow down this day, great haste make us forget,
heavenly places where I can rest my head into you lap,
savor the perfume of the Summer flowers of your skin,
lay in the shade of your love.
The blessed days,
we must make last forever.
Dancing Coyote
Beautifully written. 🙂
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Thank you Kymber.
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Beautiful
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Thank you rizness. I appreciate the comment.
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” I can rest my head into you lap” very good and romantic! ❤
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Thank you Itanamara. Nice when love is slow, comfort and concern.
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😍
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Makes me miss summer. Beautiful poem John 🙂
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I miss Summer too Michelle. One more month of Winter left. I need a warm Spring day. Thank you for reading and the comment. I do appreciate.
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I’m right there with you. It’s raining here today the thought of doing chores in the rain isn’t so appealing! I think I’ll make another cup of coffee. Have a great day! 🙂
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