Think
May we make prints in the soft sand
and play in the evening sun,
as your shadow quivers with the wind.
But as night moves over us
the reflecting moonlight gleams
inside your twinkling eyes.
I need you more
than you could know
or ever be able to understand
The whispering from your trembling lips
holds sacred our love
and I feel near to you
as indefinite time closes in
while we are together.
Jack Binkley
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I love reading these poems thanks for sharing.
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