In a word, searching,

I'm searching for the right words to say

Another word, thinking,

I'm thinking of the right move to make

How will I put it?

I'm like a weary traveler who journeyed
thousands of miles in search of fresh water
only to return to find a well a few blocks from home

like a bear who solely eats honey and for years has
gone searching for a particular honeycomb
only to return to his cave and discover this particular one

For years I have waited and searched for my one true love, my rib
The one whom I'd spend the rest of my life with
The one who would teach me and learn from me what true love is
The person with which i can share all my gifts

my better half- that understand why i cry and laughs when i laugh
bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh-
i looked all over the world and you were there at my doorstep,

What do I do now that we have started this journey?
It's not about fame, it's not about money
You're my honey- my one and only honey!

I can't think of anybody else but you
I get chills from the thought of being next to you
I can't get enough of that thing you do
Cos before you even talk, I already understand You

And you're the only man I wanna stand next to and say I do
For the spirit in you is filled with honesty and truth
I'm not a baby and I'm not naive and I know that some men do
certain things
but if I have my choice, rather than doubt u, i choose to believe
Cos this love supersedes what is called that man woman deal
I don't want any one but you and i can tell that's how you feel
It's like I woke up this morning and love smacked me in the face
This thing is metaphysical it's not commonplace
But what can I say?
Before I get too carried away,
I just want to tell you that no matter where you go
or no matter what you do,

In a word, Life
That's what I wanna spend with you

pls critique or add a line to the above poem or create ur own poem, i would like to see the thread pull out the most poetically inclined Nlanders, pls feel free to comment but pls lets keep it clean, no fighting or insults,

Will you say I do?
Dont make me beg, please do.
i have found out
i can't live without you.
I'm dropping my foolish pride
And assuming the docile woman.

Your people, my people
Your blood, my blood.
Will I die for you?
Yes, of course.

As for the angst, stirring
In bad-belle people,
My dear dont worry.
let not your heart fickle.
I sense in the cosmos
That God is with us.

Ours is a spiritual connection
Of a gargantuan proportion
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