A Poet's Haven

I have read many times and in many places
about this thing we call love.
I learned of its grace in the arms of my Mother
and everytime I think of love I have visions
of her floating within my mind nodding approval.
I learned of its beauty in the sound of your voice.
Felt the smile that formed on your lips.
Followed by your text.
I have found myself rising up from bed in dream
to kiss those very lips.
Felt my heart beats skip with joy
Listened to your whispers carried in a breeze
So it isn’t any wonder on this Autumn evening
while enjoying my tea to hear your thoughts
as I envision the magic of this thing called love.

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