To My Valentine
It is not about gazing,
into the eyes of a lover.
But standing side by side,
sharing life with one another.
It is not about a fancy house,
a fine car or golden wedding band.
It’s how my heart begins to quake,
at the slightest touch of your hand.
It’s about the joy I have,
when your love is in my heart.
It is about the sadness I feel,
whenever we are apart.
I know the world has many poems,
that paint this day in a different hue.
But none of them can yet describe,
how much ‘I Love You’.
Copyright © Jerry Brotherton | Year Posted 2024
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