I shall pursue you,
Like the wind.
Like a child,
After the first Butterfly.
As we laugh and sing.
Until death I shall pursue you.
For your beauty from within,
Rings loud upon the Hills.
Your voice like the meadows,
Melodious.
Your eyes like rubies,
Upon Sapphire.
Twinkled with Gold.
But yet,
Have I not found you?
For yet has He not shown me,
You my Love.
So, I shall wait.
YOU ARE READING
His love for Me: My love for her
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