This is a poem I wrote for my wife a few weeks ago, and the photo is of her.
GIVE ME YOUR LIPS.
Give me your lips, my angel
And give me your smile,
Give me your moments, darling,
Just tarry awhile
For ours is the music from hearts that belong
In the temple of being, to the timeless old song
That sings of our yearning,
Our own kind of learning,
Our panache and our style….
And I’ll give you my lips, my angel,
And all that is me,
I’ll give you my lifetime
And all I can be,
And we’ll listen together, your heart in mine,
Our hopes both together in lover’s design
The wonder of being
Our joy in just seeing
How love sets us free…
©Peter Rogerson 08.08.09





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