Love Poem # 236
A Love Poem
In any hour, place, and all circumstance,
Only thoughts of one do occupy my mind.
They are thoughts of you, my beloved paramour,
And forever to you do I myself consign.
In your times of absence, I yearn for your presence,
In your times of presence, I yearn for your stay.
You seem to me as vital to existence
As the rising and setting of the sun each day.
Although we will face a great many obstacles,
I also know if our devotion is true,
That these will prove to be of little consequence,
And our love may be perpetually new.
- Nathan Hall -
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