Love Poem
- Michael Cloete
- Oct 19, 2019
- 1 min read
How is it one finds love?
Is it chance? Is it luck? Is it fate?
Or is it just that one no longer wants to wait?
However it may have come to be
I am sure that’s what it is
Between you and me.
Love is such a beautiful thing
How it makes my heart to sing.
I’ll no longer jest or play
Over others expressing how their love brought joy
Because now that I have you
I won’t feel sorrowful; I won’t feel blue.
It’ll just be you and me
And our true love the world will see.
Whether I see you in the light
Or even in the dark of night
My heart just gives a thump or five
And you make me feel so alive.
The gentleness of your caress
The melody of your speech
The warmth of your presence
Oh, how my soul it does reach!
When I dream of you at night
In the morning I awake with delight
Knowing that the hours are but few
Before, again, I will see you.
How does one come to terms with this?
Should I feel there is something amiss?
Alas, No, I should not ponder
But look to the future way out yonder
And think how things will be
When we are still together, you and me!
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