Drink the silver water, love,
that flows from the hidden source,
and wish for soft hands to hold your face,
soft lips that whisper words of love,
and a life that walks in step
to the pulse of my heart.
Daily poem: August stanza 9
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Drink the silver water, love,
that flows from the hidden source,
and wish for soft hands to hold your face,
soft lips that whisper words of love,
and a life that walks in step
to the pulse of my heart.
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Oh! That is such a wonderfully romantic poem, I really like it. I seem to full of gloom at the moment.💜
I’m pleased you like it then 🙂
Lovely and magical.
Thank you! I like this one too 🙂
This one is beautiful. Very romantic! 😊
Thank you! It does take me that way sometimes 🙂
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