My Love Is True
With my true love I am smitten,
in his dark brown eyes I am lost;
and into a wild journey tossed.
Oh, love I am truly bitten,
I become wrapped in his soul- strength;
for him I will go any length.
His words make me purr a kitten
a single touch makes my heart ache;
if a dream- oh please do not wake.
Yes, yes with love I am stricken,
he says I am lovely and sweet;
he is my safe harbor- retreat.
Love . . . is why poems are written.
and my true, true love inspires me;
he listens while I set words free.
With my true love I am smitten,
oh, love I am truly bitten;
his words make me purr a kitten,
yes, yes with love I am stricken;
love . . . is why poems are written.
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January 24, 2020
Poetry/Constanza/Rhyme/My Love is True
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1219-245-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written in the form Constanza, created by Connie Marcum Wong
Written for the contest, True Love
sponsor, Chantelle Anne Cooke
First Place
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