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bring no sad song here or near
our haven darling
no cold winds
just the silken folds
the smile I first saw those lips
the woven truths of love's first bliss
blushing through
the first soft kiss
of lips
on mine
Been  away  for  7  weeks.
Glad  to  be  back.
I  am  so  touched people
have  missed  my  poetry.
hope  you  have  been  doing  well.
Many  thanks  again.
Take  care.

Keith  Wilson.  Windermere.  UK  2017.
Where the flowers stop
And she begins,
Whence the sunlight beckons
And where it ends...
The dream of Love continues.
Woman asleep amongst multi-colored wildflowers in a forest opening.
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