First LoveA Poem by Amit YervindayRealising I am in loveLady of loss, Girl of gain Dwarfed in emotion, Fragile through pain.
She hungers fence, garden, patio or hedge She wishes for love, with house & bed.
Comfort snuggles into her chord Her affection humbles every word.
A smile a giggle or belly laugh Her hand to hold we'd love to have.
Cherish moments from present & past, Hard to focus, rushes so fast.
Many years ago the music started Record after record, never been parted.
Lumping again head on pillow I only hope she chords I will "oh" © 2016 Amit YervindayAuthor's Note
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Added on March 24, 2016 Last Updated on March 24, 2016 Tags: Love, Wedding, Girlfriend, Wife |