To Be With Her
I struggle nobly to describe my love.
Her voice! It calms my soul like peaceful dove.
Desire for her burns deep within my heart.
Her beauty shames a priceless work of art.
To be with her is much of my life’s joy;
I feel for Greeks who saved Helen from Troy.
I think about what life was like before;
Glad I’ve no other lover to look for.
Do I compare my love to starry night?
The countless lights that strive to be so bright?
Her grace and elegance cause me to sigh.
I am a better man when she is nigh.
To pass the time away from her is pain,
But worth it all when I see her again.
11/27/17
4/1/19 / 2019 Poetry Marathon Final Placement / Sponsor: Mark Toney
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