Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Poem by Poet Jen Selinsky









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My Lover

There is nothing, my darling
That I don’t like of you.  My life,
My hopes, my dreams.

Times we spend are sacred—
The long and happy days.  In
Your arms I feel no sorrow.

My beautiful love, your face
Is fine, your eyes are jewels,
And your heart is mine.

Nothing could ever separate us
Again, the embrace in your
Arms is permanent!