Thinking of trivial things
And then you come to mind
You are far from trivial
Wondering...
Do you fantasize
About me-
Wanting to taste my lips
To feel our hearts
Together...as One
To hear my laughter
Listening to my whispers
As the sun rises
Can you feel my breath
On the nape of your neck
In the darkness
Where lovers meet
And bestow their secrets
Trusting
Yes, you are always
On my mind
Sunrise... sunset
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the sun from rising to setting
of that Golden Gate, nice poem!
Lady Vivian
Anna
Sunrise...sunset where love bestows trust.
Beautiful image and poem.
Lady Mary Ann
Ron
budd
Love ya!
Jane
On the nape of your neck"
The above means something special to me personally, my friend.
Sunrise, sunset means forever and a day the love remains and the memories that were made never fade. Beautiful poetry.