Debra My Wife
11 January, 2006
Author: Clive B Ringshall
Each time I see you it’s just like the first,
Each time I touch you I hope it’s not the last,
For me my heads always in a spin,
Never knowing which way is up,
For me my heart took a leap,
Not knowing when to stop,
Can you tell me what love is
For me my feelings became all mixed,
To untangle seems now unreal,
Each waking thought that passes through,
Is about you and the next time I’ll see you.
Is this love for real in you and me?
From my head right down to my toes,
Each part of me is about you,
Holding you in my arms,
Carrying you in each of my thoughts,
Can you tell me what love is?
Does love really exist?
Is your love the same as mine?
I know I feel so much so new so different,
I know these feeling are because of you,
Finally this is love?
My Love for you is an open book,
My love for you is deeper than any oceans,
My Love for you is romance every day,
My stomach flips each time you’re near,
Until our dieing day,
My love; My Hopes; My dreams
I’ll trust in you to Keep,
------- Author's Notes -------
This poem I wrote with tears following thier road, These tears mixed with the words I wrote remind me Just How much each day I Love Debra, I'm lucky and blessed to have her as my wife. |
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