Michael P. McParland
Precious Lady 3 - Poem by Michael P. McParland
Precious lady please come back so soon to me
so I can hold you and know true peace
in my heart and soul and know it truly
exists on this earth even if just
between two people so truly in love.
Please my sweet lady so deeply precious
come and we will take each others hands
smiling at each other as we embrace
and begin to erase all of the pain.
I love you so deeply because you are
my best friend hero and beautiful Angel.
You are a wonderful lady so precious
as a rare diamond in the rough.
My precious lady I hope that you realize
that you truly are the only love in this way
I hold within my soul and heart.
You are the holder of both and so it
will be through this life and eternity.
In my heart and soul it's always been you
that I held so very precious
and remained faithful in my heart
because I knew we would come back together
as you were the one I felt a divine
bond and connection.
Precious lady I so deeply treasure
I just want to be with you sharing
everything that there is and we want
our entire lives through both on earth
and beyond in our celestial home.
My precious one I just so long for you
because I'm tired of being alone with the
distance between me and you.
Even when with others I'm still alone
because it is not you with whom I'm sharing
beautiful and precious time.
I just want to be with you because you're divine
and it is with you I know I can be myself
by sharing my world and my thoughts,
the things that I love and admire in life.
It is you I know I can trust and you
can trust me too my Angel of light.
I love you so much my precious lady
and if I had to walk through this life without you
I'd see no point to it because I
would be without my other half and the one
I truly believe in to stick by me,
support me and the one who truly is my everything.
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