the comfort I find

Comfort I find holding, each others arms,
your beauty is like the sun warming a cold winters day to my eyes.
No grief do I find when you are beside me,
Nor is there sorrow in my heart for you are my passion in life.
Your beauty has fulfilled my heart with great joy and when the heart is full of joy it is full of beauty but
Your beauty will last forever in my eyes.

2-27-02

poem by Timothy Honeycutt
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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