I watch you, as you sleep,
the glow, a rosy hue
of Roman cheeks,
a tiny trickle, as if glued
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I wondered why I slept with so much ease last night, and truly do sleep under a blanket of down. :) Thanks Herbert, what a 'beautiful' poem.... and sentiment. I love it. :)
Tender and humorous at the same time indeed, Herbs. Nice to see you smiling again. Love, Gina.
This is a wonderful piece. Something touching and yet humerous. Beyound a simple love poem and one that states oneself. The guarian of treasure. Well done my friend. I am a sucker for beauty and you capture it well
What a fablous concept - ripping the batteries out of a clock so you can stop the pulse of time and stay in a perfect moment. What a dream world - full of the warmth of love!