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Love Me Tender
by Kristina WoodhillOh, Sun, my love
You have no need to doubt my love
As today I melt within
Your impassionate embrace
Perhaps tomorrow, my love
So I do not die, my love
Your lips might just so gently
Brush across my face.
07/20/2006
Author's Note: 100 degree temps for several days - I beg mercy
Posted on 07/20/2006
Copyright © 2026 Kristina Woodhill
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 07/21/06 at 01:36 AM Ah, such tenderness. Lovely piece of work here. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/21/06 at 04:26 PM I second that emotion. It may sound hard to believe but its dang hot up here in Canada also. |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 07/21/06 at 11:50 PM Nice work, smacks of dreamy, lazy summer days. Lovely work |
| Posted by Jared Fladeland on 07/22/06 at 02:19 PM hey, HEY, HEY!! Only I'm allowed to have an affair with the sun. Gosh darn it (That was so midwestern)... it better have just been a quick peck on the cheek and on your way you go |
| Posted by Tony Young on 07/23/06 at 09:24 AM What shall I write about today ? it's too hot and so obvious. Nice work Kristina |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 07/23/06 at 01:01 PM Yes, its capable of generating heat dispite the plea, despite all the softness of the words soaked in tenderness. |
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