Love Like This Poem by Moh The Poet

At 25 on knees,
A wish you conformed, holding a ring
Time never stands still
No other I'd rather be with
At a glance, in silence we smile
Two halves of the same heart we are,
that beats to our own drum
A bit late to be your first!
A love i'm home in your arms until they are old
Where love renews, fate doesn't keep us part
Our bonfire hearts old, but our love fire young
I hope you hold me to the old
Like a dream, achieved.