WARMTH. . .

Warmth... Is the touch & the grip of true loves Form. Take not the uniform, only the realty is shone. Warmth... Is the touch of lips caress, with fingertips, Taken aback , with every sip. Settle not for less. look to the stars was up above keep sight of the moon even while the sun does come. Warmth... Is believing-keeping the Faith, yourself is the only one to be in order to be free. Warmth... Is the hold,be ever so bold. Soaking it in, letting it not descend, for shall it grow cold ...Might not with you Remain. Warmth... Is not keeping inside the overflow, yet releasing the hold to overcome with Passion to anothers true shining Heart. Warmth... Is holding hands, the stroll in the park, the roll in the sands, the gentle KISS of time.