if my lips were to pronounce your name

if my lips were to pronounce your name

A Poem by m.s.early

If my lips were to pronounce your name, much sweeter they be
as the sweetness of kisses the Sun lays on each morning.

Should the ears of those be softened wherein that sweet, sweet word pierces even hearts waxed, what joy is proclaimed!

Concern not yourself, my love, with any waxed murmuring.

The roar of hearts exploding having heard your name so sweet from my lips uplift our sacred union beyond the reach of mortal grasp.

© 2017 m.s.early


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The ladies are all swooning X.....

Posted 6 Years Ago


"Concern not yourself, my love, with any waxed murmuring."

Why Sir, I do believe my heart is all a flutter!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Dang you are getting all romantic on us, very nice, very.

Posted 7 Years Ago



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