Of My True True Love I Write
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I write of true love.
For you, you have been my life,
forty-eight years of friendship,
openness, true bliss.
With words, I have worshipped you!
No doubt in my mind, love you!
As each year went by,
our love grew strong, our bond tight.
Moonlight oft led to rapture,
many stary nights.
We rolled in snow, ducked and dived.
Our first two now four and five.
Me working, missing
you, the kids too, weekends new,
like the first time, we met, joy!
A love fest, the best!
Grateful kids were good sleepers.
Sunday, park day, kids loved it!
How years fly, such fun,
her mum, me dad, finding time,
for making love, yes, of course
its what lovers do.
Our life together such bliss!
We smile kisses, blow them too.
Now forty-eight years!
Would we do it all again?
Her with me and me with you?
Joking, I've never
strayed, my heartbeats for my wife,
now and in another life.
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Copyright © Mick Talbot | Year Posted 2018
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