when we grow old,
and time takes its place,
when you, my beloved,
are on your last day,
on this vibrant, blooming earth,
i will hold you for the last time and say,
"you are the soul of my soul,"
the love of my life.
oh, how long will it be
until we meet again in the celestial skies?
teary-eyed,
i will cry for a moment, then realise,
she is going to be cherished
from the most caring of all.
and until we reunite again,
i will proclaim to the world,
until my very last breath,
"she is the soul of my soul,
and her one is more valuable than gold."
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Golden Elegance - Whispers To The Jewel
PoetryDelve into the depths of love's intricate tapestry with a collection of poems that capture the essence of passion, devotion, and the transformative power of human connection. From tender expressions of affection to poignant reflections on loss and l...
