A Poem Of Love

Material possessions have little meaning and do not last. Words of love live forever in our souls.

I consecrate this poem

to you my beloved

It is all I possess

and hold sacred in my heart…

I consecrate it’s rhythm,

pulse, symmetry and soul

To you to hold and cherish

when I am away or simply gone….

Material possessions

are endless

Bought and sold within a moment

Squandered and consumed….

This poem given birth within

moments of remembrance

Crafted forever through time

Found accidentally in an old book….

I consecrate this poem to you

My only gift to give

Written with trusted affection

It is why I call it a love poem….


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