romantic love poem #1
The One Who Feeds My Soul
In the depths of my mind, I come to find
That there is one who feeds my soul.
Whether far or near, she is always here,
And she's the one who makes me whole.
In a thousand dreams, it always seems
That her beauty speeds my way
Past valleys and peeks as my spirit seeks
To create in each new day.
With this passion and drive, I live, I thrive!
And all because she is there.
For her touch and her love, I rise above,
Seek to better myself in her care.
She is ever my queen, she is kind and serene,
And a vision of heavenly ways.
For eternity's years, through both laughter and tears
I am hers to the end of days.