Poem: Losing Myself
Cuddling with my beloved
under the warmth of satin sheets,
I gently sense the merging of souls
as our bodies become one flesh.
Fingertip sensations reflect the excitement
that are already stirred within my spirit.
During these sweet times of intimacy,
I'm losing myself as a fading light
in the ultimate desire of Love,
as the moments are embedded
softly into our memories.
Author Note:
A wife is a gift from God.
Loosely based on: Proverbs 31
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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2009, All rights reserved.
Cynthia Buell Thomas
Wed 21st May 2014 12:19
Sensitive, honest and true.