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.
Lorna Lamon on February 05, 2020:
A lovely romantic poem, beautifully written.