Roman Payne Love Messages

Roman Payne Love Messages

Roman Payne

She wakes in a puddle of sunlight.
Her hands asleep beside her.
Her hair draped on the lawn
like a mantle of cloth.
I give her my troth
for our love is whole;
her breath is my wine,
her scent is my soul.

Roman Payne

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She wakes in a puddle of sunlight.
Her hands asleep beside her.
Her hair draped on the lawn
like a mantle of cloth.
I give her my troth
for our love is whole;
her breath is my wine,
her scent is my soul.

Love, Beauty, Loving, Woman

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