Happy Birthday
(I came across this photo on Unsplash and the first two lines came to me. It would be rude not to complete it 😇
softness dripping from satin folds
his hands caress this gift bestowed
awaiting the touch of fingers bold
beneath these layers of material gold
.
beside this gift he reverently kneels
the golden wrapping he slowly peels
excitement flows with all good feels
this present moment never felt so real
.
already his face is hot and flushed
his smile coy and cheeks blushed
he whispers softly, his voice hushed
“this moment isn’t to be rushed”
.
for beneath these layers of material gold
awaits a perfection to behold
his hands caress this gift bestowed
softness dripping from satin folds
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Comments (8)
Lovely poem, so well designed and written with a flowing beauty to it. 💙Anneliese
super!
Just gorgeous.
You never fail to amaze me with your rhyming poems! This was so beautiful!
beautiful
I love how you circled back to the first two lines at the end! Really lovely!
Cool poem, Kayleigh :)
Great poem! Well written!