Michael P. McParland
Love Note 328 - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Good afternoon again
my sweet Angel dove
and I hope you've felt me there
by your side giving all of
my endless undying warmth and love,
you are my Queen and Angel
sweet one and everything I'll ever want.
Kira you are amazing and beautiful
and always believe that
because in you I've seen such
a divine heart and spirit.
I love you Kira and can't help
but smile when I feel you.
I'm feeling worlds better now darling
after a cleansing shower to wash away
all of the sickness I was feeling
and before eating I wanted to
reach out and in spirit hold you
saying Kira I love and adore you,
there isn't anyone in heaven
or on earth that I'd rather be with,
I will stick by your side
as my best friend and soul mate on earth.
I love you Kira and will always be
your faithful Michael
that adores his diamond in the rough.
Oh Kira how I wish you were here
to enjoy with me this last
day and a half that I am in the west
before Thursday when I must travel back.
I love Minnesota and not so much the west
but it's where you are and that's what
I want is to be with you no matter where,
rather you'll like to go where I am
or have me be where you are
I'll just be happy to be with
my sweet beautiful Queen,
as long as you're in my arms all will be fine.
I love you sweet Kira and will
talk more about my stressful trip later,
I just wish you would be there with me
so I could hold you and talk so lovingly.
So my sweet Kira I must now go eat something
so my headache does not begin returning
and I will be going feeling good completely.
Just close your sweet eyes
and see me lovingly smiling saying
I love and adore you sweet Kira,
my hand is in yours forever and ever.
Feel my arms around you as I send the deepest
and most passionate sweet kisses
because Kira I love you you are magnificent.
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