To My Love
To whisper these words on valentines
I wrote this from my purest side
To the lady whom dressed to the nines
I did struggle to write these lines
It would take me on a happy joyride
To whisper these words on valentines
I love to watch how the hair shines
As the sun sends rays from outside
To the lady whom dressed to the nines
Pages are made from the fibers of Pines
Quill weaves as my fingers guide
To whisper these words on valentines
Let me buy the richest wines
Lit up some candles on the bedside
To the lady whom dressed to the nines
You are beautiful more than my poem defines
My inner butterflies have been multiplied
To whisper these words on valentines
To the lady whom dressed to the nines
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