As we drink our glass of wine
I hold your hand in mine.
I look into your eyes,
Love is seeing no disguise.
Your laughter is a sensation,
Your whole being a narration.
Everything you are to me,
Your heart holds a golden key.
Sacred visions in the night,
In the darkness you are my light.
Exciting is the nearness of you,
My dearest one, our love is new.
By Denise Shaw, Caf Club, MIND, Southampton
Polly Clark writes: sometimes simplicity is the heart of a memorable poem. I was touched by the undisguised love in this poem.
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