My True Love Poem by juliet sinclarie

The first time I saw him, my heart turned on fire.
My body was filled,
with lust and desire.
His eyes pierced my soul,
I fell to the ground.
In my mind I knew,
that my love was bound.
His eyes was so sparkling,
his touch so divine.
From that moment on
I wished he was mine.

When I’m all alone,
out in the night.
he comes along,
and finds the light.
When I am sad,
and life’s no fun.
he will be there
to be my sun.
In every moment,
of my life.
I always wish,
he was my husband

After this is said,
you maybe know.
That this special man,
is my true love.