Love’s Presence

Love is a conundrum:

I pondered and ruminated

On a pensive afternoon

And plucked daisy petals to answer

Loves me , loves me not” question.

The gentle balmy breeze

Of the mild midsummer

Snuggled close to me

And wafted soft breaths

Towards my cheeks,

Caressing tenderly,

The wisps and tendrils of hair

Touching and soothing,

Leaving lover’s kisses.

The warmth brushed my skin,

Comforting me, engulfing me-

And I felt love beside me.

 

 

 

 

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