piper and poet
Original poems by C. Harlan Goodrich
Sunday, January 28, 2018
the smile in my dream
i woke to the smile in my dream
like the caress of the wind at dawn,
a kiss, gentle on your blushing cheek,
as the summer sun peeks above the waves
lapping softly on the shore.
i was satisfied but wanted more.
4/16/11
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