Enchanted
My soul is enchanted.
My thoughts, like a compass drawn north,
Seek unerringly images in my mind,
Moments in time,
Backlit by the sun, warmed by your glow.
Your soft touch and gentle kiss linger on my skin,
Whispering satin, siren song,
Seeet harmony to the refrain of my heart
A treasure encountered, a gift bestowed.
pure magic lady Misty Blue.
thank you so much for sharing your amazing poetry with your Camelot family members and also the world.
this is truly remarkable creativity on your part.