How can I tell you
Of my love and adoration
On this glorious day
Of your immaculate birth?
How can I begin to describe
Just how deeply I feel,
How the scent of your hair
Brings me to rapture,
How the look in your eyes
Tells me I’m home in your heart
As the taste of your soft lips
Makes me sing like a robin in spring –
How inadequate words seem
To reflect the feelings
Dancing in my heart…
Your magic touch,
The miracle of your tender smile,
All wrapped in the
Tawny glow of summer skin –
How can I tell you?
Steve Ryals
09.13.05
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