Till The End Of Time

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Till The End Of Time

I miss you in the morning
But i miss you most at night
To feel your loving arms around me
Holding me so tight.
I want to feel your tender lips
Pressed softly over mine
I love you more than words can say
And till the end of time.

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Hampton commented on Till The End Of Time

06-16-2009

Simple but lovely in the old tradition of a rhyme with cadence. Sometimes expression using the utmost brevity is enough to convey the message.

HarverTomsson commented on Till The End Of Time

06-09-2009

Have you considered writing for Hallmark cards? I am torn by appreciating this for what it is, a cute but untimately forgettable verse, or stimulating you to write something more worthy of your title and climax line-"till the end of time." This could be so much more. Give it a try...

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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