by quietpoet
Gently strokes of ink fill the page,
a bold flourish of completion
and you rise, stretch,
a warm smile illuminating your face
feels and tastes like sunshine as it rises off the morning horizon..*5+
and i like this bit a great deal:
Guiding me to a place of comfort,
our private symbiosis of two,
where dreams become reality,
lives and destinies merge.
*****
destiny creates a lot of drive. smooth write......don