Treasure Island

Irene ClarkHogg


Arms Full of Dreams


I have a man who fills my arms with dreams.
All is as it seems; sweet smelling roses.
Soft, mown grasses on which we can rest,
And watch love pass the test, the test of time.

We are two minds, which can blend to review
A world that is new, each time the sun rises.
Our eyes are shining too, and our lips smile,
As we pause for a while to share our love.

Gentle words spoken and a sweet caress.
More, not less given with a tender kiss.
I love my man, who fills my arms with dreams,
And the bright sun beams down his approval.

Submitted: Sunday, April 06, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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