My last thoughts, will be of you,
And how your love, came shining through.
My last wish, to be with you,
Since the day we met, just to be with you.
My last breath, I will breathe for you,
Til the day I die, I will breathe with you.
My last kiss, I save for for you,
Nothing else, I would rather do.
My last feelings, I will feel for you,
Of how you touched me, and the great things you do.
My last thing, that I will do,
Is remember my time, spent with you.
To Cindy Marie
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
beautifully written poem