No diamond-bright star or ruby sunrise
Compares with the sapphire glint of your eyes.
I could not more wisely spend of my time
Than gazing at gems, so rare and sublime.
And why should I care which plans we pursue?
The time of my life is my time with you.
Our fancies and schemes, the frolic and play
Are born of the dreams that we share today.
I'm thus incomplete; my essence half-done,
Unless we should live together as one.
What lifeblood does beat in this heart of mine?
A passionate love for you, Valentine.
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