by ScherManukau, Auckland, New Zealand
May 2010 958 Views 25 comments
Love..For all to see
You said
My Beloved is mine & I am his
and my reply
She is mine
How sublime,
Wonderful words my dear.
I shall etch them in that secret
chamber of my heart.
from where they’ll ne’er depart
I would love to tattoo them in the sky,
for all to see,
My response to your love for me
We searched true love to find
A flower
A Card
Ignore, discard
We viewed, we thought
How could it be, so many miles across
The sea
But God knows best
He spoke to us, we cast aside
The inhibitions,from any side
We have mailed and mailed
35 pages of history
Our communication, No mystery!
IM’d every day for 3 or more
Hours
And every 24
Exchanged a Flower
And more
There’s been E-cards by the score
A growing Love, and at our ages
I checked just now, Our chat Ive saved
To Over one hundred A4 pages
It was February seven
I sent you a flower
We had made contact
However the truth and fact
While on holiday, I had the time
Your love to pursue
We’ve talked, we’ve text’d
We’ve phoned
And love has blossomed
And enthroned
We walk on air, as if in first love
Tis a Gift from God above
Who has guided our lives
This far
In Him we trust
His guidance is a must
With Him for us
Then whom do we fear
Our love declared
For all to see
It is no longer
Just between you and me
A love that’s shared is all the stronger!
My Beloved is mine & I am his
and my reply
She is mine
How sublime,
Wonderful words my dear.
I shall etch them in that secret
chamber of my heart.
from where they’ll ne’er depart
I would love to tattoo them in the sky,
for all to see,
My response to your love for me
We searched true love to find
A flower
A Card
Ignore, discard
We viewed, we thought
How could it be, so many miles across
The sea
But God knows best
He spoke to us, we cast aside
The inhibitions,from any side
We have mailed and mailed
35 pages of history
Our communication, No mystery!
IM’d every day for 3 or more
Hours
And every 24
Exchanged a Flower
And more
There’s been E-cards by the score
A growing Love, and at our ages
I checked just now, Our chat Ive saved
To Over one hundred A4 pages
It was February seven
I sent you a flower
We had made contact
However the truth and fact
While on holiday, I had the time
Your love to pursue
We’ve talked, we’ve text’d
We’ve phoned
And love has blossomed
And enthroned
We walk on air, as if in first love
Tis a Gift from God above
Who has guided our lives
This far
In Him we trust
His guidance is a must
With Him for us
Then whom do we fear
Our love declared
For all to see
It is no longer
Just between you and me
A love that’s shared is all the stronger!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: May 2010
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Comments (25)
May love be both ways to the end.
God bless.
Welcome to Poets' Corner. With We walk on air, as if in first love, your first post is a resounding success. Wishing you both much happiness!!!
With apologies to
Harold Adamson and Victor Young
Around the world I searched for you
I travelled on but hope was gone
to keep a rendez-vous
I knew sometime, some place, some how
you'd look at me, and I would see the smile
you're smiling now
it might have been in .a far off shore..
or in New York, or in Paris, or even towns of yore
no longer will I go all around the world
for I've found my world in Bangalore
Thank you so much
Many thanks for your welcome, I will leave the real word skills to Paloma 66, , but am enjoying the corner
Thank you sweetheart,appreciate your love...in response,the first stanza of Jim Reeves' song,"Oh! my love":
Psychic Poet xx
Thank you for your concern
I have feelings too my dear
I've exposed myself on here
To allay your fear
Not all men
are out to hurt
It pays to think
Before you blurt
Thank you for embracing me within the fellowship
It is great to meet all you folk. I feel like the new kid on the block
Scher! how beautiful to open your love,
at times we do blur,
A scientific guy that came outside his shed,
wouldn't be a masport in there!!!!???lol!
Don't worry Paloma, Kiwis guys love mowing the lawn..
Excellent!Scher!
A wonderful gift you gave your true love.
Sophia
xx
Thanks my friend
Simmers almost here
How did you know
Hadn't even told my dear
Bought a brand new Masport
Two weeks ago
Lawns will be mowed this summer
As soon as they grow
Thank you for your comments
Summer's almost here
Every day
As she stays longer
I still say
I love you dear
More each day
As I know you
In so many ways
Six months now
You've been by my side
God's love is great
In Him we bide
Our love still grows
The bonds are strong
Through these words I hope it shows.
Last night we stood and looked above
at fluffy clouds , when with push and shove
The full moon appeared as we gazed
and with this sight we were amazed
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To think a year had passed
Thirteen moons of time had flown
Where had all this time gone ?
We have found true love at last
Through our minds we re-ran
Where we had been at each full-moon rise
A tryst we keep when ere we can
Sealed with a kiss, does that surprise.
Sometimes at the seashore coast
Fish and chips and not a roast
Just simple food to have and share
Thankful that God has brought us there
We live each life from day to day
That our love may stay this way
Until Our Father calls us home
and to our love I dedicate this poem