The Desire Of Love Poem by Timothy Long

Desire the love where blossoms bloom, desiring you like no other can, no jewel is better than my love, for we are two doves flying above, to desire is bad, but to love is better, dates and engagement can't compare, for marriage is the ultimate love to prepare, although for some it's the ultimate despair, divorce is terrible but I will never divorce her, I will always say until my death I love her, knowing she could do better than me, I couldn't forget the past as I remember, everything, appropriate blessed the love life of a life time, I could never just find the right one, ridiculous was the quest, always a beautiful scene she is, very simple was the desire, but the list is too much, was a lady any better that her, it was treating to us, perfection wasn't real but could it last like us, our desire, the desire of love.