It's Not a Coincidence
I feel as though you must be mine
Not as a possession but a goal
Something almost unimaginable
The free devotion of another soul
The passion of love
is the seed
that grows to words
and into deeds
It's not a coincidence that we met
and fell in love, you are mine
This feeling is so divine
It happened at just the right time
This love that I cherish
until we perish
from this earth
will always be the love
that only God could birth
Copyright © Sherry Watson | Year Posted 2007
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