As One

The picture is of the person to whom this poem is refering!

A Gypsie and a Rose I see, as it goes through the words that I read, as I sit and I need the one true love that I have always felt, before her I have not knelt on bended knee, but before her whose face I've yet to grace, I will be on knee bent with ring in hand and ask her to be my wife for all of life to come. I know that in my soul she was made for me and I her for her to see, that one day we will meet face to face as it should and will be. You see my love is one that yet I have to see but soon that day will come and soon our hearts and souls will be as one.

Reviews

[AndyJCash]

It's very sweet and love the idea behind it, but as mentioned by Droog I would change the format to stanzas.

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A very sweet poem. Honest in emotions. I think if you presented it in a different format it would read better.