Come my Love;
Sit a while
Spend some time with me.

Settle back
Close your eyes
Picture us by the sea.

The setting sun
The waves soft crash
Me, adoring thee.

We’re holding hands
Talking Love
We get settled, by the sea.

We talk of past
We talk of now
The future, what may be.

I taste your lips
Hold you near
We are comfy, you and me.

In whispered breath
We pledge our Love
Feelings root deep as any tree.

So when apart
And you think these things
I’ll be there with thee.

Dan Gray
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