Invite me (insp. by jullee)

Her loving arms embrace me not, And yet her tender passion. Finds me like an arrow shot, In such a moving fashion. How could she know, I hunger so, In the dark of night alone? Her gentle dreaming feelings grow, So very like my own. What of this? that I should miss, The touch I never had. I seal the dream with gentle kiss, Sometimes life is sad. Somewhere out there lovers share, The heat of passions power. I dreamed of you my lady fair. Enfold me fragile flower. Into this life must come the rain. And refuge cannot hide me. But love we do not dream in vain, Your fire burns inside me. In being such you've meant so much. More than you'll ever know. This heart shall bear your loving touch' Wherever it might go. And in the end, my lovely friend, We both are made more whole. For all the kindness you extend, Touchs my very soul. How Does a poor man ever pay. For a thing so precious dear. You do not throw your love away. Nor will it disappear.With love to my very first love on the net. a warm and loving angel with the great and graceful heart of a poet. Sing your song darlin, you're beautiful..........#70 is for you Written January 31st, 2002 © on Jan 31 2002 01:39 AM PST, Patric Patterson    0 • 8