Is It Much To Ask
Oh-
my heart can not contain its rhythm
And my thoughts,
yes my thoughts are moments of your smile, your face, your touch
Is it much to ask from you to stay, yes stay for little while longer
Is it much to ask for you to hold my hand,
yes just to hold my hand for a little while longer
I can feel the warmth rise within me
Your hand press against mine
You pulling me closer
My hand pressed against your chest
You kiss my wrist
You kiss my neck
You caress my face
seeing you with Your smiling eyes
feeling Your breath on my cheek
feeling Your heartbeat vibrating against the palm of my hand
letting Your lips touch my ear
and whispering, yes whispering those words that I long to hear :
Oh-
my heart,
it can not contain its rhythm
And my though, yes all my thoughts of this moment,
yes this very moment
I will not forget;
though time, yes time, may wither all
flesh and bone, I still feel your heart beating on my hand,
your kiss upon my wrist,
your hand upon my face,
your smiling eyes,
and your lips press against my ear whispering
the words, yes, those words I longed to hear-
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