The Art of Poetry.
To My Beloved …
© October 12, 1985 by Paul M. Combs, Jr. All Rights Reserved

I love you so much
Oh, how I long for thy touch
Look into mine eyes
And thou can see thee sincerity inside
For thou are thee subject of mine dreams
Of us sitting together under thee moon’s beams
Together we can rule thee world
For we can do it without lifting a sword
Will you be mine?
For tonight, or till thee end of time