Woman
Softness, curves, scents all their own
Delicate, beautiful, radiance in tone.
Caring, insightful, sensing my needs
Void from my life, this heart truly bleeds.
Taken for granted the value in my life
Without the presence, I'm cut like a knife.
What a punishment it is to be left alone
More than any I suffer, this cuts to the bone.
To hold, to honor, to have someone close
Vacant for years, I've become so morose.
Never again will I forget their worth
On the ped st 1 I'll place my next angel on earth.
To love, to cherish, to fulfill my dream
My heart a new diamond, eye-blinding gleam.
She will come, I felt it in my soul
Every ounce of my fiber on her I'll bestow.
Her softness, her curves, the scents all her own
My delicate and beautiful queen, surely placed on her throne.
Authored by:
Timothy J. Muise
SBCC
PO Box 8000
Shirley, MA 01464
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