My Love So Near, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

My Love So NearA Classical Beauty (detail), Léon François Comerre (c. 1900)

My Love So Near

Was greeted by her glowing smile
Her teeth white as a winter snow
Her lips red as a summer rose

Willingly comes into my arms
I feel the softness of her scent
I feel the warmth of her caress

Stepping back so our eyes could meet
Her eyes soft blue-green as the sea
Her hair yellow as ripened corn

Placing my hands upon her face
I feel her skin of woven silk
I feel the dew upon her lips

This sensation that I now hold
Creates a glow within my heart
Eager for her lips to unfold

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