The hands of timeA Poem by Jen
lay with me,
if only for awhile let's forget, i am not yours and you are not mine, let this be, but one moment in time, let it link us like sand to a stone, like grapes to a vine. Let our hearts beat, yours upon mine, Let our souls, become one, intertwined, wrapped, like your fingers, in mine. when you feel the warm breeze, upon your skin, The first sip of freshly brewed coffee, the first sign that spring has come, the stillness on a lake, a tingle up your spine, That is my love, forever, you'll be mine
© 2011 Jen |
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4 Reviews Added on September 1, 2010 Last Updated on August 6, 2011 AuthorJenMillbury, MAAboutWhat do i say here.....well, iv'e been writing since i was 12 years old. I find that it's an outlet for me, seeing's how i'm not very good at talking. I'm not here for rating's or to boost my ego, jus.. more..Writing
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