She wakes in the Glimmering Gold
Of new morning, Lost in the Reverie
Of Sleepless Nights
and His Tender Love;
She feels the Caressing Breeze,
A Gentle Reminder of his Lingering Love
As Trembles greet the morning light
And Sighs Mingle with Sweet Memory.
He is the Prince of her Heart,
Her Passion and Breathless Joy,
All in All in All,
To Love,
To Hold,
To Share Sleepless Nights,
Forever
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Photography by Henry Asencio
Lovely, Morgan 🙂
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Thank You Richard 🙂 This was almost a collaboration with another poet, but then we decided not LOL.
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