Love is the pleasant memory,
Of a secret rendezvous,
The first smile, the first kiss,
Simply getting to know you.
Sharing thoughts and feelings,
The sorrow and the pain,
The love and the laughter,
And all in between.
Love is what I feel for you,
And never shall it wane,
For your love holds the strength I need,
To help me face each day.
And as long as you are by my side,
My heart shall hold forever strong,
And nor shall my commitment waver,
To one who loves so long.
Love is YouA short, simple love poem.
By Harry Boslem