Goodnight
Passion Spent
goodnight my Love
Passion spent
now just tenderness
The light touch of your hand upon my chest
my hand draped over your hip touching
the soft flesh of your cheek.
Now only sleepy
gentle love
Passion spent
I sense the heat of your body
and the soft touch of your flesh
and the sweet scent of your hair
and the last whisper I whisper
and the last whisper I hear
"Goodnight my love”
“Goodnight."
Ron
Tender Love at its best…
The sweetest way of saying Goodnight…
A simply beautiful poem!
Diana…🌹
Sandie