Feather's touch.

It is so early,
  but I have to leave.

The soft sound of your breath
  lures me to stay.

I'll be back,
  after the day has grown dim again.

Caress of my lips,
  cause you to smile in your sleep.

My goodbye is gentle.
Soft as the feather's touch.

Reviews

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

Your poem is soft as a "Feather's touch" as well. Tender, gentle and soft.

[Jon Roggie]

Thank you. I am not used to putting this side out there.

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

You expressed it very well.