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At Sunset (Free verse) by Bobjim
There's a beautiful sunset this evening,
As I sit in my chair to write.
The warmth of your love makes me wonder
Just what's wrong and what's right.
And then comes that feeling of longing
To touch you and hold you tight,
And I wonder how ever I'll manage,
To get through the long lonely night.
Then I think of the things that you told me,
That warmed my heart from within.
I think of that beautiful picture
That I see every time you walk in.
My lips at your breast I remember
As I cuddle up close to your skin.
This caused me less to wonder
As the long cold night closes in.
There's a breeze in the air this evening,
Like your hair which caresses my cheek.
I see your blue eyes before me,
And your gaze is leaving me weak.
I've felt the touch of your fingers,
I've tasted your tears when you weep.
I've laid on your breast and listened
To your heart as it misses a beat.
This evening I started to wonder
Why people should cast over clouds,
And object to the course of our loving
When life means nothing without.
Our beings are already together,
Its too late to sow seeds of doubt.
And love we'll never be parted
If with love the other enshrouds.
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