A beautiful poem.
In evening’s breeze You come to me
Caressing my face with tenderness
Cooling the passions that none can see
From all earth’s pain I would be free
And all of my soul’s heaviness
In evening’s breeze You come to me
I sit beside the willow tree
For You to fill my emptiness
Cooling the passions that none can see
I wondered if truly I could be
Given light in my distress
In evening’s breeze You came to me
My soul was healed, together we
Entwined our hearts forever blessed
In evening’s breeze You came to me
Cooling the passions that none can see
K Morris - Poet 
MAGIC KEVIN, CHINA
Thanks for your comment, China. Yes, Lorraine is a wonderful poet.
I love willow imagery
Yes, Lorraine has a gift with words. Thank you for your comment. Best wishes – Kevin