My Love

ByCarma Spence

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This poem was written in February 1988 during a time when I was writing a lot of love poetry.

My Love is as sweet as
     the nectar of the honeysuckle
     the laughing call of gulls
     the soft breath of a babe
He is as pleasant as
     the sun upon my back
     the wind in my hair
     warm sand between my toes
He is as gentle as
     the petals of the rose
and as wonderful as
     the ocean view.
Forever
     he is in my heart.
His warm hands
     upon my waist
          send loving chills
               through my mind and body.
When you are gone
          my love
     you always are with me.
Wehn you are here
          my love
     I know of no other joy.
From whence you come
     or will come
I know not.
Our love is everlasting
     and binds us
          even now
               with so sweet bonds.

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