My Perfect Bride Poem by Richard Trembath

My Perfect Bride



Our souls will meet, my perfect bride
Within the depths of night
And magnetised become as one
And shine with lustre bright
Our bodies covet each to own
And glory in the night
And meet the dawn as one, enwound
Within our arms so tight.

Saturday, February 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Richard Trembath

Richard Trembath

Richmond, Victoria, Australia
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