Two Souls Becoming One

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    Two Souls Becoming One

     As I look deep into your blue eyes
    I see your struggles and the reasons you cry
    Never blinking, afraid to lose sight
    For the shadows upon your face shed a different light

    Your brown hair blows majestically upon the summers breeze
    Your hand in marriage I beg the Lord please
    Holding your hair back when your feeling ill
    Loving unconditionally is my lifes will

    Skin as soft as our babies skin
    Something this good must be a sin
    Wrapping you around my burly arms
    Taking upon myself lifes darkest scars

    Upon your lips drips the dew of life
    I would be honored if you would be my wife
    Forever tasting the sweet nectar of your gentle kiss
    Eternally filling me with unimagined bliss

    The love our souls make will always stand the test of time
    Never leaving you behind
    So take my hand and walk through life with me
    We'll leave all lifes troubles be

    Forever leaning unto on another
    What would you say to giving our son a brother
    To cherish and build a family on undying love
    Thanking God and the heavens above

    For my angel who is always guarding my back
    To pick me up when life gets off track
    Growing old with you is my lifes ultimate goal
    So take my hand and lets begin our stroll!

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    xntric commented on Two Souls Becoming One

    07-12-2009

    this is so beautiful. I feel your love, your hope, your dreams being poured onto paper.
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    HarverTomsson commented on Two Souls Becoming One

    07-07-2009

    Reading your bio I have a clearer picture of the struggles of your young life. This poem resonates with your inner idealism. Even your darker shadings contain the language of hope. I pray for you what measure of health grace may grant you. There's a better world coming....
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