Love

What I'm Feeling

Mrs. Smith
When I think of our love
I feel weak inside
Nothing else matters
I'm swept away in a tide

The way you touch me
With your hand so big
I feel secure wrapped in your arms
Never let me go

Will this last for life?
I hope so
Although we cannot predict time
Celebrate everyday as if it is our last
I cherish you in our present and past

Published by Mrs. Smith

Freelance writer, mother, and college student. Born and raised in San Diego, CA. Future plans include an autobiography and multiple entrepreneurial ventures.  View profile

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