Caress
I shiver as a warm gentle breeze
Softly runs through my hair
I sigh as it touches my neck
And I feel you are there
Yes I’m here all alone
But this moment I know
That you’re thinking of me
That caress tells me so
©Marian Barker
Wednesday, 14 January 2009
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