Tales from a Life Lived

The Promise

With silent whispers tender touch
This lover’s promise I will keep
As I walk gently through your dreams
Caress your face and watch you sleep.
Stolen kisses speak the truth
Where hidden thoughts once silent slept
Memories from a stolen youth
Bring inner smiles least we forget.
Breath gently love do not forsake
This delicate yet strong of heart
Such tender deep sweet love we’ll make
And never will we be apart.
From this day forth my solemn vow
For now, forever I shall make
My heart, my soul, body and mind
Are yours no other man shall take.

R.M Roberts © 2009


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