Friday, March 20, 2009


As is the promise in your kiss –
That I am drawn to the renaissance of your arms
Embrace me gently with the warmth of your whimsical days
and kiss me tenderly with your rejuvenating rain
then so that our love long dormant is now awakened
thus it was ever only a blossom
- Away.

© Charles Coakley Simpson 2009

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