The warmth of your breath
On this could winters night.
Lying in front of the fire
You holding me tight.
Words of passion
Spoken from lips to ears.
Who would have thought
After all these years
That our love could grow anymore
That I could adore you
And want our love to lift and soar.
Reaching levels
Not describable to you.
Who would have thought
We'd do the things we do.
Your arms
Warming my chilled flesh.
With every word winning me over
Your lips do impress.
Who would have thought
That our hearts would intertwine.
Who would have thought
This came from your love and mine.
Who would have thought
You could do the things you do.
I never thought someone would love me
At least not someone like you.
Nichole once again is putting this guy on a pedestal. She really thought she hit the jackpot, so to speak, when she met this guy. I just wish he had deserved to be there. He did not!
By know reading Nichole's poetry, I am sure that you have come to realize that Nichole was such a true believer in perfect love. I like to think that she would have found it with the young man she started dating just before she died. Obviously, I will never know.
God works in mysterious ways, doesn't he?
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Words a Mother Never Heard (Wattys2016)
PoetryA young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman c...
