Sapphire Hour
Sapphire Hour
The midnight hour draws slowly near,
I cast my busy thoughts to you,
I think it was your radiant smile,
which paced my mind in hour miles.
With memory in capture mode,
Awake... my dream a sense of choice,
Your presence here, I hear your voice.
Your whisper says you share my space.
For now, I want to share with you,
the beauty of a sapphire blue,
a gift of which found worthy thee,
your love has earned this jewel be
Copyright © Michael Bell | Year Posted 2017
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