My life’s about the journey and striving for a goal,
Without this perfect purpose I don’t know where I’d go.
The target can’t be chosen, it’s often predefined,
And once you’ve found perfection, it’s always on your mind.
So I can’t deny my passion, my longing or desire,
Or deny my feelings for the one who sets my soul on fire.
Escape is not an option, I’m captured for all time,
As I try in vain to tell the tale through the longing of my rhyme.

This poem's my confession about my one true love,
It’s as though she has been sent to me from somewhere up above.
Her features are so beautiful, a vision to behold,
To describe her would take volumes and never can be told,
An angel without wings, soft features full of grace,
The Venus of my heart, I know I can’t replace,
So I hope you understand that it’s you I’m living for,
You are the meaning of my soul, there’s no one I love more.
 

Copyright © 2003
By Doug Morton

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