My BelovedA Poem by Melinda McQueenMy beloved
How could I live without my beloved? To go each day without seeing his face. His lips are the plumpest of red, His kisses, time cannot erase.
His head full of lazy curls Are combed betwixt my fingers. How I’d count every swirl If tomorrow, he’d not linger.
I’d feel like the deepest of losses If he no longer shadowed my side. I’d be acquainted with my lowest, For he is where most of me resides.
My beloved is mine, And I’m my beloved’s for all time.
Melinda McQueen Rodgers 5/21/26© 2026 Melinda McQueen |
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Added on May 21, 2026Last Updated on May 21, 2026 AuthorMelinda McQueenTXAboutHello, I'm Melinda from Texas. I am a published author. I'm in a chair with Cerebral Palsy, and writing is my outlet. I have found deep pleasure in writing poetry. Writing helps me express my emotio.. more.. |

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