It’s the Slightest Things
The slightest golden glint
of sunlight in your hair,
and your playful loving touches
make me slightly more aware.
The bare essence of your beauty
is a need I want to crave.
Was that just an imagined glance
or the slightest grin you gave?
Your slightest carefree winsome smile
ensures my rich reward.
There’s every slightest loving memory
in our hearts, forever stored.
Intimate memories that embolden
and faithfully stir our slightest urge.
Two lives with hearts committed
that steadily, fatefully merge.
Without the slightest doubt
or any hesitation,
we dance to life’s rhythms
delighting in every fascination.
Now, with our happiness entwined
in absolute devotion,
these slightest, sweetest moments
intensify love’s intoxicating potion.
A Note From Chris
I wrote this poem almost 2 years ago and I must admit that I have done the “slightest” little bit of a re-write on it! It was one of my first attempts and I had a gut feeling that it could benefit from some more sweat and fret! I am very happy with the changes and I hope you can find the “slightest” amount of time to read and enjoy! I am posting this selection for d’Verse Poets Pub ~ Open Link Night ~ Week 47.
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