My Beloved American Poem by Natasa To

My Beloved American

My Beloved American

My beloved American,
you came like morning light,
turning ordinary moments
into something warm and bright.

In your smile, I find a home,
in your voice, a gentle song;
wherever life may lead us,
with you is where I belong.

You are the dream I never knew
my heart had waited for—
a love that makes the world feel new,
and leaves me wanting more.

So take my hand, my dearest love,
and let our story start;
for no matter where the road may run,
you'll always have my heart.

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