True Love Poem by Anne Morgan

True love is an elusive thing
A rare precious treasure
Without love life has no meaning
So if you have met your soul mate
Then count your blessings

Love is a gift that money cannot buy
It is more valuable than any jewel
And when you have found it
Never ever
Let it go

Love is the missing piece
In the puzzle of life
It makes you complete
Never give up hope
For when you least expect it
Love will creep up on you

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Floating blissfully on cloud number 9
Our spirits entwine
And hearts beat in sync
To the rhythm of life

Destined to be together
This enduring love will last forever
And when the time comes
And I leave this world
My swan song
I will sing
And die peacefully
In your loving arms