True Love
True Love is what
I claim to hold,
True Love is being
with you, growing old.
True Love is giving
all that you can give.
True Love is a jewel, all you need to live.
True Love is power,
for it can break you.
True Love is strength, for it can make you.
True Love is weakness, from missing one another,
True Love is my claim to you, as your eternal Lover.
True Love is forever, even if for you it faded,
True Love cannot
sever, though this broken heart lay jaded.
True Love is needing
you, needing to be Loved.
True Love is wanting you, wanting to be Loved.
blah blah blah...and I keep rambling on about something that I held for her.
I'll give you the
rest of it when I finish writing it.
© 2001
Diego Mina