Love is youA Poem by Dennis ShanabergTime and toil might break me down Till mind and muscles become unwound. Might find my end beneath the ground But until then, my heart will pound For you. Your love is in my veins, Crimson that can't be drained. The yearning will never wane. I could not sustain the pain Without you. My love grows only with thine. Planted with yours, the roots now entwined. It blossoms with yours, till fruit on the vine That tastes ever sweet and beauty divine. A love that's envied. A love that's loved. A love that's timeless Ever ours because It's you. © 2016 Dennis ShanabergReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 27, 2016 Last Updated on October 27, 2016 AuthorDennis ShanabergMentor, OHAboutAbout my Life… It’s a preface far too long For anyone to read. It’s growing longer everyday. Filled with love and laughter, life and greed. more..Writing
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