Sunday mornings in your arms
by your side, underneath your shirt
your blue, blue shirt
I discover heaven's on earth
in your arms, between your eyes
your brown, brown eyes
Up and down my fingers go
tracing there, touching here
they go, they go, they go,go,go
Hmm and I love you
and I kiss you
for you love me and you kiss me
O, what a way, what a way
to spend the mornings of Sunday...
Copyright © 2009 Bernice Angoh
Love it...and your use of color. Beautiful painted words.
Love you,
Auntie Cathy
Newfie hugs, Rose
What a warm and wonderfully insightful poem!
With love and respect,
Richard
Cryssa
Harold Matthew Nash
hugs
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D