Poetry

Face to Face (#900)

Face to face and touch to touch,
Moments like these I love to clutch,
Special are moments I spend with you,
No matter where we are or what we do,
When you are near, it’s like a dream is before me,
You are my fantasy, my love, my hope, don’t you see?
Have you any idea what to me you mean?
You mean more than anything ever done or seen,
I am yours, my dear, in every way it seems,
You, who walk among the elegant moonbeams.

Any Thoughts?

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