Love Of You (From Him) Poem by kathleen bartholomew

Love Of You (From Him)



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To be with you,
to talk to you
on the many levels, that only we know,
causes me to grow
in our relationship.

You are the closest thing to me-
the conversation, the intimacy and the intellect,
the spirit and spark effect
that comes in a splendid package of love and hate,
bringing thoughts and feelings up to date

I cannot wait,
the expectancy excites me.
the dynamics delight me,
all mixed in with the ebb and flow,
rough and smooth
developments, doubts and growth;
the external factors hurt the most.

Disappointments
I struggle to get through - and grow.
I understand to hang on,
for the smoothness comes and then -
the excellence, makes my mind clear
about all things that bothered me until now.

The accent new,
This is my love - too precious to give away,
I don’t want to share,
I want to treasure and keep it for another day.


By Kathleen Bartholomew

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