My Love Grows Poem by Practicing Poetess
My Love Grows
The more I get to know you,
The more my love grows.
That's why you are worthy
Of poetry, not prose.
I can't help but wonder
How much my love shows
In my smiles, gentle hugs,
With each kiss on your nose.
What I know about you
Is all just so right
While new things I learn
Bring surprise and delight.
And, as into you,
I gain more insight
My passion for you
Just increases in height.
In bright shining armour,
You are my white knight.
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This is a great love poem! I don't write many love poems, but I know a good one when I see it, and this is a very good one!
Well then Kim, you should read me more often, because what I'm all about is 98% Love Poems! Thank you for your comment. I also write limericks.
The more I get to know you, The more my love grows. That's why you are worthy Of poetry, not prose. It's perfect!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 1:38:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Very very nice writing. I really enjoyed it. Thank you.
Thank you, Ray, for reading and for such a nice comment! : -)