My Precious

Where, where will you wander
My Precious, the only wonder
I've ever met in my life,
Summer's joyful wife.

Where, where will you be
My Precious, shell by the sea
Brightly burning fire,
Your joy is my only desire.

Where, where will you end
My Precious, smiling you went
Hunting your love
Guided by the stars above.

For you there shall be no impediments,
And if you fall, I'll carry you until time ends.

poem by Martine Kolber
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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