Gentle Love

Form: Free Verse

In those quiet moments when
the gentlest touch
disturbs the wispy cloud
there is no teasing to be done
for my breathing is close to you
and your breath wraps
comfort around me
easing the pain
with a silent smile
that never kisses
but brushes the tears away
in the echoes of harmonious silence
as wounds fade
into memory
and in the embrace of gentle love
that cradles the soul
all night long
with whispers
of good morning

©JG Farmer 2019

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