HIS KISS IS MINE
His kiss is mine, throughout eternity & time..
His hug is an embrace forever,
A bond that diminishes never.
Could love be so grand, as when he holds my hand?
Looking into the depths of his eyes, in my soul, is the ultimate prize.
How could I have been so blessed, his love is strong, so impressed.
His spirit collides with mine, to measure his love, is like the sands of time.
How could I be so afraid?
That is the possession of life is made.
P. AsheDina,
His kiss is mine, throughout eternity & time..
His hug is an embrace forever,
A bond that diminishes never.
Could love be so grand, as when he holds my hand?
Looking into the depths of his eyes, in my soul, is the ultimate prize.
How could I have been so blessed, his love is strong, so impressed.
His spirit collides with mine, to measure his love, is like the sands of time.
How could I be so afraid?
That is the possession of life is made.
P. AsheDina,
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