Category: Gentle

Gentle (Draft 7)

Gentle (Draft 7)

Since you’ve flown I miss your hugs
and when your thoughts do tug at me

it seems you are the moon
who pulls my tidal craves, but then

I know for sure if you think of me
I’ll feel it like a gentle breeze. Yes I know

whenever you send an ethereal kiss
I miss you so much again, your elegance
the delicate touch.

I know if I could seize the wind just now,
you’d be home to embrace me for sure
an endowment, this calm of love

So pretty gentle things

— Douglas Gilbert

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Gentle (Draft 5)

Gentle

Since you’ve flown I miss your hugs
and when your thoughts do tug at me

it seems like you are the moon
that pulls my tidal wave, and yet

I know for sure when you think of me
I feel it like a gentle breeze. Yes I know

whenever you send an ethereal kiss
I miss you so much again, your elegance
the delicate touch.

I know if I could seize the wind just now
you’d come home and embrace me for sure
an endowment, this calm of love

So pretty gentle things

— Douglas Gilbert

Gentle (Draft 1)

Gentle

Since you’ve flown I miss your hugs
and when your thoughts do tug at me

seems like you are the moon
that pulls my tidal wave, yet

I know when you think of me
I feel it like a gentle breeze. I know

when you send me an ethereal kiss
I miss you again: the delicate touch.

I know if I could seize the wind
you’d come home and embrace me
in the calm of love

So pretty gentle things

— Douglas Gilbert