Running or walking with you.

It doesn’t really matter what we do.

As long as I do it with you.

Our hearts are forever true.

Love rings the bells in the fields.

Love is the only sword we wield.

Love is a river that flows.

Love is the wind we feel.

Our hearts are united in one.

From the first moment our eyes connected, I knew you were the one.

Comments

Lorna Lamon on February 05, 2020:

A lovely romantic poem, beautifully written.