Get Your Premium Membership

Mg

The meaning of life is to love These meaningless words come to light You carry on your shoulders the weight of my affection But I hope this love rings true in your ears You do not blanket yourself from reality You look it dead in the eye I believe in the power of your heart Seeing you makes the withering world beautiful You are all that is good, all that is divine You hang off the moon and the stars and the sky… I do not deserve you, I’m sure I never will But as long as I am with you I will try to be as good as I can. This is love.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things