Even Unto Death
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My love has no bounds It is everlasting My love has no limits It is all-encompassing My love will always be there No matter what others may say
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By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
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Become a paid subscriber to get access.☺️👏 Aww nice one!! This line though made me laugh , “On this hard ass wooden bench!” 😆
These poems were all so touching and emotional! So very sweet! Loved them all!
Gorgeous MC, I loved it! The second stanza was my fav, with the lines"Long after death has claimed us. Holding onto each others bony hands." And the line about the hard ass bench made me laugh. What a wonderful lovely love poem!
Mother, this is one Superior protestation of love. May it be so.
That felt so good! Thank you for sharing, Mother.