Song Of Solomon 2:5-6, “Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.”
I was thinking tonight in my loneliness about a woman that I love (whom I have been writing about for months), who is special to me. In my loneliness without her, and longing to be with her, these words came to my heart, to share with her in a poem...
“Oh, please marry me you wonderful creature!”
Oh, sorry, that was the wrong poem. That was the first thing I said before eating the MacDonald's McRib Sandwich that came to Guam last month...lol.
Okay, now I found the correct poem for my dear non-feathered friend. Here goes my love poem that I just wrote tonight...
My soul is captivated by her aura, she is so special to me,
I pray I could be all she desires, so together wedded as one we could be;
'Tis not a moment of each day, that I do not think about her smile,
earnestly praying for God's cupid's arrow toward her, all the while.Truly, in my heart of unquenchable love, she is never away very far,
and Oh! how my heart leaps for joy, every time I see her car;
I felt happy when I saw her car on Sunday, comforting my loneliness,
appreciating her nearness to my soul, and feeling our kindred spirit.When I see her, I am compelled to go walking, because she inspires me,
but when she doesn't arrive, I feel sad and just want to retire, you see;
she brings happiness into my life, what little bit there is left of me to illuminate,
but her very presence is as the sun's intense rays which instantly warm my heart.I daily pray for her safety, and if something bad is to ever happen to her by fate,
then please God, let it happen to me instead, because I love this dear girl who is so great;
true love is giving, not receiving—and all that I have in this world I desire to give her,
but my stand for the truth has put me outside the gate with Jesus, apart from her.'Tis my sweetest desire to hold her warm hand, to share with her what she means to me,
embracing her heartbeat next to mine with love, and to spend the rest of our lives together married;
'Tis a heartfelt poem from my soul, but love comes alone from our wondrous God in eternity,
which compels me to pray that someday she will hopefully realize—that she is the one for me!~by David J. Stewart - January 09, 2020
I know, my poetic skills need some honing, but my words are 100% sincere, truthful and from my heart. It's been a while since I wrote a poem, but I was thinking of her tonight, and felt compelled to write her a poem.
