Wednesday, January 30, 2013

A MOMENT OF MY WEAKNESS, WHEN I SURRENDER TO HER.

 
 

If I could dream a dream of love,
while in my bed asleep,
I would dream I was holding you,
and that you were mine to keep.
I would pull you close right next to me,
and caress your gentle face,
and kiss those wondrous lips,
and pray I never wake.
Eternity would pass ,
and still dreaming I would be,
And never wake up from this dream,
just to keep you there with me.


Ted Wayne Nicol

 

2 comments:

  1. What a wonderful, romantic, heart-warming poem Ted. Something for Valentine.

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  2. Thanks Rum-Punch Drunk
    You have no idea how much that means to me coming from you. Thanks again.....Ted

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