Your touch...
I crave in the wee hours of morn
bathed in your soft caress
like a dress well worn.
Your smile...
As big as your heart
boldly claims your face
Never a question mark.
Your gift of gab...
spotted easily never do you hide
drawn to you instantly
those needing to confide.
Your love...
when given , consumes my soul
it is what completes me
and makes me whole
Your inspiration....
you give meaning to the...