Sunday, February 8, 2009

POEM

WHEN IT COMES TO PASS …

When it comes to pass
That I find the one whom my heart loves
An answer to my prayer of ages
Shall have finally found its home
Someone to hold
To love and cherish me
I will adore without ceasing
A soul tender and sincere
I will sing a song from my soul
For my partner preciously priceless
I will cry in the happiness of love
And disappear in those amorous arms
I will look directly in those eyes
When I see my face embedded in them
I will lean forward
Where I will find true love’s first kiss.


© Larry Liza; Petals of Poetry.

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