I want to hold you until the world ends
To be wrapped in yr arms, I would be reborn
Without the tears, the sun will rise
For our love is a blessing
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A poem felt is a poem blessed. Anyone who reads this marvel and is not carried away, has never felt love. Exquisitely, beautiful!
Let's pray that the world doesn't end anytime soon. But if it did, what better way than to be in the arms of that special one. And wrapped in God's Love!
Interesting an well expressed thoughts on love at the end of the world.
Love most often is an intimate friend but at times turns out to be a cruel traitor. Well worded poem
As the world teeters on the edge. Its more now then ever its nice to feel a human connection before it ends. I really feel this poem escpecially now.