Start Midi Nights in White Satin
Real Narration by Sonji

With Each Passing Hour


As the sun rises o’er the hilltops
the image of your face
is instilled upon my mind.
As the breeze touches
against my cheek
I feel the touch of your lips
against mine.

As the day goes into tomorrow
my love grows for you with
each passing hour.
As the sky shines with twinkling light
your love I wish to devour.

As I fall into slumber deep
I dream our love is forever.
As the angels watch o’er me
I pray for your love
of which I endeavor.

As the dawn brings a new day
my love for you shall remain.
Waiting patiently within my heart
until we meet again.

©Sonji Rush

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