Love to the winds

Her kisses are like soft puffy clouds in the morning skies

Love to the winds

How deep in the skin

Love droplets on my head

Our mind made up

Love me in the morning

Then just close the door behind you

I will dream of you all day

Until you return to me

So please Touch me

Like I never been touched before

or ever again may you touch me once more

Love to the winds

Lets begin again

Touch me like You had never touched me before

then just come into our room and close the door

Your love is like an aching in my heart

You're tearing me apart

Baby I been waiting for you to come home 

To me all day long

your like an Itching in my heart

and the twitching began to start

So kiss me in the morning

Then just run away

touch me and hold me tight

you know our love is out of sight

We keep playing those mind games together

What a wonderful world we live in

Babe come run away with me tonight

because we are uptight and out of sight

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the energy of the words. Filled with hope and joy. Good to be. Out of site. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Ardra]

you know our love is out of sight
We keep playing those mind games together
What a wonderful world we live in
Babe come run away with me tonight
because we are uptight and out of sight

:) very beautifully done... i enjoyed reading it

[wordman]

touching write,it seems they get in our souls

[Dhaye]

Yes, loving is like kissing every part of the universe...or anything that could be related to it. The sea, the wind, the sun or moon...could kiss us like the kiss of our beloved one. Morning kiss and good night kiss are two great things that will make one's day perfect.

Nice poem, sir. Thanks for sharing.

[barleygirl]

Having been very independent all my life (never married, no kids), I was listening to Lynyrd Skynyrd just last night singing: "They call me the breeze, I keep rolling down the road." Your poem sounds like the various love interests I've had thru-out my life, who have tried hard to accept my non-committal style, but also secretly falling in love with me more than I ever wanted him to. When I read your poem, I feel like I'm getting inside the head of a guy who would prefer a more steady & constant presence of this beloved situation, but trying to accept that love will always be floating on the winds. Heartfelt & creatively-stated message! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Falcon1]

Thanks Margie for the wonderful words of reflections on the poetry it was refreshing to read you reply. Thanks Again I thing I have a new friend in Poetry.

falcon1