I have stumbled across a new passion: writing. It is proving to be insightful and rewarding.
My urge is to be with you, to feel you warm and near.
I’ve found you to be a confidant, very dear.
Your passion is the finest around and not easy to attain.
I’ll love you in autumn when we meet again.
Come a little bit closer for I have something to say.
I’ll whisper in your ear so no one else can hear.
Would you come spend time with me if I asked tenderly?
It’s certainly my urge to be with you.
You are my angel adored.
I’ll love you in each and every season.
Let me take you by the hand and lead you forth.
I’ll comfort you as the winds blow in from the north.
Let’s celebrate autumn and walk amongst the leaves as they crumble ‘neath our feet. We’ll then come in from the rain as the light retreats.
Our love is warm and willing as the night becomes complete.
As when my urge to be with you is replete.
© 2021 Laurie S Novak