I climb upon your
humbled breast
to listen to your
heart at rest
I whisper softly
an angels breath
and feel your pulse
of love attest
a heart so pure
in love
you’re blessed.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
My Love #Poetry #Lovepoetry
I climb upon your
humbled breast
to listen to your
heart at rest
I whisper softly
an angels breath
and feel your pulse
of love attest
a heart so pure
in love
you’re blessed.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
Writings of an Avid Observer, based in Sri Lanka.
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