Love At Last Poem by Timothy minchew

Love At Last



I know that you don't know me.
But that doesn't change a thing.
My love for you is endless,
Like an overflowing spring.

I know we're meant to be.
As if it were destined from god above.
One day you'll be my spouse,
And we can consummate our love.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: change,spring
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