Her
Touch Every Morning
© by Bud Lemire on March
3, 2016
Every morning
she comes to me
Her spirit
shows what our love will always be
She touches
me from my foot to my head
Right there,
while I'm lying on my bed
Her touch is
deep, inside and out
Enticing my
soul, without a doubt
Her touch is
magical in every way
Throughout
the night, throughout the day
Her touch is
so strong, she makes me float
On the sea of
love, within her boat
She takes me
in, and away we go
While the
energies between, begin to flow
Back and
forth, the energies stream
I am awake,
this isn't a dream
This woman,
who is so much more
Has touched
me, many times before
She is the
love, I've always dreamed of
She touches
me, with the greatest love
Her spirit
shows, what our love will always be
Every morning
when she comes to me
Every morning, at
bedtime, all through the day.
Her love touches me in
the most wonderful ways.
I love you Vicki, and
thank you for your love.
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