My Love - Poem by Mamie Free
Blossom day, fill with colourful leaves both fresh and dry
Breathing summer after winter. we ride, we sail, we fly.
Walking a thousand mile with you, is like walking in one’s backyard.
Love, my package is you, my smile is you, my dream is you.
All my memories are filled of thoughts of you.
After all these years, my love, you’re still the one that I love.
My love, I wish you were here, coz from the dept h of my heart,
There is no ocean deeper than your love inside of me.
And to the crown of my head there is no mountain higher,
Than what I feel for you. My love is your love.
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