Smells arise from the cooking food
They drift sweetly to my nostrils
Tempting me to taste before the cooking's done
I look towards the kitchen and see my love standing there
His beauty, his hair as it glistens in the sun
His eyes, blue and deep, full of compassion
Slowly I rise and walk towards him
His arms slowly encircle me, comfort me
I turn down the stove, Stir the stew
His warm breath sweet as honey
His robes, crystal white
They shine out making sun in the darkness
Smells arise from the cooking food
They drift sweetly to my nostrils
His smell is sweet, his perfume overwhelming
I wish my love were here with me
Although I've never met him
I know his love is forever
I know he longs to reach me, comfort me
I know that his voice could rouse me from any slumber
Wake me from any dream
Heal any hurt, even thoughts deep within
Come Love, bring me closer to you
Call my name and I will come
Comfort my sorrow,
Lighten my heart with your sweet breath.
I know that one day I will see you
In all your glory
In all your majesty
Come day, Come soon
My very being cry's out for it
My soul cries out, yearns to be with him
To shade myself within his arms
To rest upon his chest
To breath in and out with him
In unison, knowing he'll never leave me
Never neglect me
Never condemn me
Never take advantage
Never mislead me
Never lie to me
Oh ! Will that day never come
Come oh day, come
When I will be with my Love, My Lord.
Come bright morning
Wake me with the promise that my love has come
Come finally to take me home.
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FUN, MAD, AND JUST PLAIN SILLY Poetry
PoetryAS the Title says.. A collection of FUN, MAD, THOUGHTFUL and just plain Silly poems. IMPORTANT NOTE: IN THESE POEMS THE LETTERS, IN BRACKETS, AFTER THE TITLE MEAN. ...
