Hushed now
In the dark night
I await my sweet Love
The moon’s soft rays outline the trees
I hold
My breath
Do I hear his gentle footsteps
Here I have waited long
Soon, soon my Love
Come soon
Hushed now
In the dark night
I await my sweet Love
The moon’s soft rays outline the trees
I hold
My breath
Do I hear his gentle footsteps
Here I have waited long
Soon, soon my Love
Come soon
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I love these love poems because they are ambiguous as to exactly who she is waiting for…
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Thanks Paula. That is how they are meant to be ❤️
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