Love's Moment

The shape of her face;
The line of her brow;
The green of her eyes,
A glimpse into her lush fertile soul,
Drawing me ever nearer,
This siren I cannot resist.
Breathing her breath,
Lips gently separate
Meeting in love’s timeless moment.
This one true kiss
Is an ocean breeze
Upon which dreams soar.
by Brian Shivers for Jennifer Shivers on Mother's Day 2004

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