What's The Meaning? - Poem by Pamela lutwyche
This is not my poem. This poem belongs to my good friend, Valentino.
Ask yourself a question,
What’s the meaning of true love?
It’s when two people fit together
Your hand in mine fits like a glove
It’s a feeling like no other,
Affecting body mind and soul,
It makes us smile from deep inside,
Its true love that makes us whole.
Even though we were not looking,
Our soul mate we both found.
When I listen to you speak,
No one else has that same sound.
I worship every moment,
Of time I share with you.
Because those times they go so fast,
The rest of the time, I just miss you.
If this life of mine is short,
And you never see me again.
My true love for you lives forever,
My soul with yours will always remain.
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