Poetry by Tim Windisch

Come to me


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Come to me

I’m lyin alone in bed,

picturing you holding me in my head

The sting of the cool night

breeze chills your spot by me instead

Holding my pillows wondering,

how a perfect fit risks sundering

See two hearts creating a

love storm raw emotions thundering

Come to me, show me again, a touch

of promise make sunlight bend

Come to me woman let’s take a

trip to happiness and never let it end

Come to me

Morning brings promise like blood,

I feel renewed it flows into a bud

Blossoming into another

opportunity to swim in your loves flood

Washes over me and carry’s me

to your arms, those eyes of passion guard me from harm

As you see me safely to a bed

of roses ah life’s a charm

Come to me, show me again, a

touch of promise make sunlight bend

Come to me woman let’s take a

trip to happiness and never let it end

Come to me

Tim Windisch

07/07/2023

 

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