Maybe I Was Born To Hold You, My Love! Poem by Miss Pooja Anilkumar Patel

Maybe I was born to hold you, my love,

Destined to be the keeper of your heart,

From the moment our souls entwined above,

Our love story, a work of divine art.



In your arms, I find solace and repose,

A sanctuary where my spirit thrives,

Every touch, a language only we know,

A symphony played on the strings of our lives.



Perhaps the stars aligned on that fateful night,

When our paths crossed and our worlds collided,

Two hearts, once wandering, now burning bright,

An eternal flame that can never be divided.



For in your eyes, I see the universe unfold,

An infinite cosmos of love and desire,

Your touch, a warmth that can never grow cold,

Igniting flames, setting my soul on fire.



Oh, how I cherish each moment we share,

Every breath we take, a sweet melody,

Wrapped in your embrace, I'm free from despair,

Your love, the greatest gift bestowed upon me.



So, let me hold you, my love, forevermore,

Our souls entwined, a bond that time can't sever,

In your arms, I've found what I was born for,

To love you endlessly, now and forever.