My Wife: My Soulmate
My Wife: My Soulmate
I would always like to hold your hand;
In sickness, in death; till my life's end,
I want to love you more and more;
And immerse you deep inside me, and pray our bond never gets sore,
Wanna always hold you closer and closer;
And lose all my senses with you; be that love struck loser,
A tinge of your pain would stab my heart;
Like a merciless knife skillfully plays its part,
I wish to absorb all your pain and grief;
And may God shower you with all my happiness; yes that's my acute belief,
I wish I could wash your feet with my tears of gratitude;
You are my God; my constant prayers for you would never be subdued.