He Loves Me a poem by Jennifer Jo Fay
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He Loves me is a poem about true love and loves tender moments.
He Loves Me a poem
He Loves Me
I hold my pale pink rose in my gentle hands,
and I ponder and think of my one love
that is deep within my blood red heart.
I am one with him,
because I know that his love is true.
He loves me,
he loves me not,
he loves me.
That is clear.
He loves me for who I am.
He does not ask me to change.
He talks all the time
of my beauty that runs thick underneath my skin.
He loves me for all the sweet things I do.
He loves me because
I am true to him.
He loves me because there are no secrets
that lurk
beneath my blue green veins
and nothing pours out
for him to discover.
I hold no lies
and we have a strong trust.
He holds no jealousy and I
in turn believe his love is true.
He loves my cooking
and cooks for me too.
He is so handsome underneath
that gorgeous face.
We share a strong bond
that nothing can break.
And if one of us is down,
the other carries me for the day.
In sickness and in health
we grow as one.
We live and learn
and grow as a team.
He loves me
and I love him.
Nothing can change,
eternity is forever.
The ocean is ours
and our dreams reside within
each wave that flows in and out
and each speck of sand
is a piece of ourselves
that we share with each other.
And when we are alone
in our authentic gardens
we hold dear,
the rose and her petals
fall softly
to rest upon my hand.
And I whisper softly,
He loves me.
Jennifer Jo Fay
November 2011
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