By Sand
Date: 14 June 1999

A Gown of Morning Softness

  
Touch your fingers to my cheek, feel the tears that flow
Kiss my lips that speak your name in a soft voice low
Run your fingers through my hair, smell the fragrance sweet
Touch my arms with gentleness, feel my hearts fast beat

A gown of morning softness after dusk fades into night
Sweet the awesome wonder of a love that holds you tight
Warm and sweet the sunlight that touches soft upon my skin
Leaving warm reminders of passions light gone dim

Trembling lips upon your brow, full of sweet remembrance
Tasting of the afterglow of loving, tender moments
Your lips so sweet and near to me, your body warm and dear to me
Forever of this moment I'll hold you in my mind

Sand * * *