Monet Skies
No greater love than in my heart
for this I always knew from the very start
no mountain too tall to climb
knowing one day you would be mine
my version of Monet skies
the pride of my two turquoise eyes
lying down upon blades of grass
gently sir, caress my breast
my heart has held you forever in its grasp
please love me with passion as I bestow romance
this love I know puts me deep within a trance
I pray Dear Lord for love to last
Copyright © Danielle Wise Baxter | Year Posted 2012
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