The rhythmic breathing. Steady. Sure.
Fallen asleep in his arms. Peaceful.
Enjoying a moment of eternity.
He awake, wondered at his luck
his fortune to be with the woman of his dreams.
She, embraced in the comfort and protection of his arms.
Looking down saw the beauty;
The curved smile, the angelic face.
Beauty seen when given more than a look.
Skin so soft, love so deep, eyes that sparkled,
eyes that twinkled with a knowing smile
In on the secret of love
And there she lay.
Peaceful, lovely, innocent.
and he, the luckiest man alive,
this he saw, this he knew;
his fortunes, his luck
all during a moment in eternity.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
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