A hand touches the small of my back. <br />By your gentle touch I know it is you. <br />You turn me around, caress my cheek. <br />Strong arms fold me in. <br />Drawing me closer still, <br />With a wry smile, I gladly submit to you. <br /> <br />The sun sits high in the sky. <br />A warm breeze flows through the open window. <br />Jasmine, honeysuckle and gardenia, <br />along with unconditional love, <br />enduring faithfulness, <br />and everlasting hope drift in.<br /><br />Rose Falcone<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/noon-time-love/
