The Presence of You
By Cinara
The Presence of You You are the fragrance of the wind In April dawn I breathe you in to soothe the deep and longing ache and savor every breath I take From early mist I gather dew and taste the essence that is you I drink you with a lover’s lust from brimming cup of love and trust You brush against my cheek and lips with tender phantom fingertips caressing skin and silken hair with gentle puffs of springtime air Your presence is embracing me with warming arms of ecstasy that bind two lovers far apart with distance to entice the heart Your essence flies the April wind and fills the emptiness within Written March 24th, 2002 © on Mar 23 2002 08:22 PM PST 0 • 8
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