Rose Falcone - NOON TIME LOVE

A hand touches the small of my back.
By your gentle touch I know it is you.
You turn me around, caress my cheek.
Strong arms fold me in.
Drawing me closer still,
With a wry smile, I gladly submit to you.

The sun sits high in the sky.
A warm breeze flows through the open window.
Jasmine, honeysuckle and gardenia,
along with unconditional love,
enduring faithfulness,
and everlasting hope drift in.

Rose Falcone

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