Twilights Hour Date: Monday, 1st September 2008 @ 03:17:47 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: shelby She may be the one on whispered wind that floats gentle with the breeze. Inside your open bedroom window and sit gentle near your side. Once you smell the air tinted with hints of jasmine you know she is around you then enticed with enchanted romance. You feel her near your side and her breath upon your neck. Her arms wrapping round your shoulders a hand rubbing your back. Is she a dream or is she real, this is what you must discern you find yourself aching for her in the twilights hour you yearn. This poem is Copyright © shelby Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=144859