Is it your voice I hear
or raindrops splashing
a summer's garden
refreshing butterflies...
Was it your breath
tickling my ear or the
winds of May making
flowers dance.
Was it your smile or
the sun all aglow warming
my heart to contentment then
resting at my feet.
Is it love lingering inside
me or your kiss
touching eavery moveable
part of me...
I think it all the pure
wonder of you...
12: 33 p.m.
June 25,2010
Dorothy Alves Holmes
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