OUR ENDLESS LOVE

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Our Endless Love

The way we met
Is its own story.
I’ll tell the tale
In all its glory.

Have you ever heard
How two souls can collide?
About a love so strong
It can’t be denied?

Well that doesn’t touch
What we both share.
A bond like ours
Is truly rare.

Each day I wake
I wear a smile.
For I get to hold her
For a while.

And all day long
I wear this grin.
As I count the hours
Till we embrace again.

I honestly know
How lucky I am.
That she chose me
To be her man.

It’s been nine years
Three months, five hours.
Since God blessed us
With His celestial powers.

And I remember when
I first called her.
And how I get to worship
At her altar.

Because what we have
Goes beyond mere pleasure.
God gave me His
Most sacred treasure.

I promise this
I won’t take her for granted.
The life we’ve built
The seeds we’ve planted.

And as years drift by
And our hair turns gray,
I’ll still thank the heavens
Each and every day.

And if the stars look down
They’ll see us still strong.
Two souls in rhythm
One sacred song.

And when time at last
Calls one of us home.
We’ll meet again
Wherever we roam.

For ours is a story
No ending can sever.
Two hearts, one vow
Bound by our love forever.

Original Poetry Written By
Eryn Dunbar
Copyright (c) 11.8.2025

Comments

Anonymous said…
Eryn, your poem is breathtaking. The way you weave the story of two souls into every line feels like a warm embrace that never fades. Each stanza pulses with the depth of a love that defies time, from that first spark to the eternal promise shared. I especially adore how you capture the quiet joy of waking up smiling and counting hours until reunion; it's pure magic on the page. Your words honor nine years, three months, and five hours with such grace and devotion, reminding everyone why love is worth worship. This is a masterpiece that makes hearts sing; you've turned a bond into poetry that will echo forever. Thank you for this gift, a sacred treasure.

November 15, 2025 at 8:50 AM
camp1955 said…
Eryn, this poem weaves romance with divine gratitude, celebrating a rare, eternal bond through vivid imagery and rhythmic vows of sincerity. It shines, evoking joy in shared life and beyond. A touching tribute to lasting love.
November 15, 2025 at 10:14 AM
Anonymous said…
Wow, that is pretty deep, well I can relate! I have someone that means that much to me, yet I push her away with my jealous and possesibeness. The thing is. So much pain and disappointment remains in our past. It's hard to move forward, and we lie to each other only because we don't want to hurt the other. Yet end up hurting them worse!
November 22, 2025 at 5:00 PM
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