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Softness
by Rhonda Maneki
...Oh, how,
You diffuse though
me tenderly, gossamer as
summers silvery kiss of dew
shimmering in the mornings blush
of dawn.
So softly, so softly
Your whispers sigh caressing
the diaphanous petals of my soul,
lifting tenderly the fluttering
yielding wings of my heart
of my heart to the Heavens.
Softly, so softly.
06/26/2007
Author's Note: mushy me..
Posted on 06/26/2007
Copyright © 2024 Rhonda Maneki
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 06/28/07 at 10:14 AM this one is sweet... and adorable, like you.. have you noticed tho.. you tend to use the word, 'gossamer' a lot? just wondering over here, on this side of paradise...lol..lol..lol..;-) |
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