For You, Valentine

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.

Marianne

she’s like a rare gemstone, yet delicate as a flower

she shines like a sunrise, and she’s soft as an evening breeze

her voice is music; it sings to me like a melody

yet her silence expresses deep emotion; unspoken, like the trees

her love burns brightly, yet soothes me like cool water

and her heart is gentle, yet strong as a sail unfurled

she’s here, now, in this small humble place

but in my life she is boundless: she’s my everything; my world