Six Years in the Making

What have we been?

Where are we going?

Where will life take us?

The true story

Only god knows

Tears of joy

Laughter of sorrow

Smiles of compassion

Talk of understanding

Lips of compromise

A love that is committed

A life that is shared

Two people who still care

Six years and counting

We spend our lives together

Happily happy

And sorrowly sad

A combination

A connection

A love that

We share

Love Is not Perfect

My love is not perfect

Far from

I took it for granted

Allowed it to shrivel and prune

The thorns larger than

The roses

Love is more

Than a feeling

But the feeling

                                                                         Is there

It’s a commitment

A selflessness

A painting that is

Never Finished

I have allot

Of learning

To do

Mixing

Black root beer

With

White Ice cream

Letting the two halves

Mix and become

One

Letting go

Of resentment

Knowing your fear

Was not a way

To control

Rather

A place of your love

For me

As my burn

Shows

Still allot

Of learning

To do

Maybe one day

My love

Will be perfect

I will be

Dead by

Then

But everyday

Little by little

I keep learning

Maybe one day

I will get there

Until that day

I will struggle

And yearn

And be

Forever thankful

That you are

At my side

Leading me

To the

Perfect love

That we

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