Our Love Poem by Debra Martin

Is it because it's new that we feel the way we do
Or is it real and that's why we want to make a deal.

A deal of a lifetime just you and me surrounded by poetry
It's like a song that the birds sing in a tree,
it's like a flower which blooms suddenly.

Oh the many colours our love has taken
it leaves us speechless because it will not be forsaken.

We honor and trust the way we feel, that's why we made a deal
Were on the path of no return where will it lead were not concern

All we've ever wanted was a love so true,
now were no longer sad and blue.

Debra Martin