Poem -
Sweet Sylph
Your dulcet cry pleases my senses,
wafting gently thru my Soul
As I nestle 'neath the natural currents
of your tempting respiration
Scudding silently behind my closed thoughts,
as my consciousness lays in repose
Being bound in the fine fabric of your aura,
bearing truth, oneness and inspiration
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Comments
truly delightful poem, John....enjoyed the language '...
'Being bound in the fine fabric of your aura,
bearing truth, oneness and inspiration' love this poem