Angelic Lips

Angelic Lips

A Poem by Barbara Borel

How I miss thee as the days grow longer and the nights are cold. As I sit here lonesome just growing old.

With all of life passing me by. I see lovers, and babies and sweet butterflies.

I yearn to be near you to feel your lips. To touch your eyes and your angelic lips.

Until that day, my heart will pine. Until the day you will be forever mine.

#psycherevivedbycupidskiss #antoniocanova

© 2017 Barbara Borel


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This brought to mind my personal feelings for my deceased husband. 3 1/2 years now and I still miss all the times we were fortunate enough to be together. Valentine

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Barbara Borel

7 Years Ago

Yes not everyone finds that love. Your were blessed and I know he is with you in spirit

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 Added on January 1, 2017
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Barbara Borel
Barbara Borel

Metairie , LA



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Born and raised in New Orleans. Use words as a way of expressing myself. I dont write for an audience or to get praise or please anyone. Writing is therapy. In my eyes expressing words in paper... th.. more..

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