Afternoon Love
The slanted rays of the afternoon sun,
Light up the strands of her golden hair,
The softness of the ethereal glow,
Become almost more than I can bear.
Storing each glance, each frame of sight,
Saving and savoring them for later recall,
Engraving the sight of her graceful form,
Upon the scrolls of my mind to keep them all.
Not daring to think of the end of day,
When must needs my lover and I part,
No planning for the future encounter,
Living only for the passion of my heart.
For though afternoons at work seem so long,
This afternoon of love seems to fly,
A passing moment, a passing thought,
A gentle caress, and a longing sigh.
So plan and work and meet for love,
Rested and ready to share each pleasure,
Be gentle, strong, and loving too,
Keeping your love together like a treasure.
Copyright 1998 Gentleman Jim
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