A night, to be but only perfect
As he the one as tough as stone seems to but melt my heart.
A night, kissed by the stars and blessed by the moon.
Could only be that, A perfect night.
Once more day breaks and night falls, and with the night come he.
His hands, capturing my face, his eyes placed upon mine, he wispers softly to me.
He is there, with me for but only another perfect night.
As he speaks a gentle tone, his words warm my body with a ever lasting touch,
like something you dream about... was I dreaming could this be?
It was a perfect night, A kiss upon the brow, upon my nose,
and then one, placed perfectly upon my lips. A kiss that so softly felt
makes this a perfect night.
He who I love and have only dreamed about, stayed that night... and many to come.
Wow, your a really wonderful poet. My poems have been rather silly, but yours are very well done.
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