Your Precious Love

I always wish that you are mine Your glow sparks like a fine-aged wine You're fresh as grape straight from vine Gorgeous as rose in its first shine Sway of your beauty digs to my bone I always cherish the blow of your tone You shine so brighter than a precious stone The spear of your charm don't need any hone Being with you is paradise I always believe that you're my sunrise You are my bastion on the rise You're my holiday and the charm of my dice If I lost you, I'd shun the light For, you're the spark that makes me bright Because of you I'd dare the height I'd never care of any fright You are the sun of my tomorrow Because of you I'd bear the sorrow When I am lost, you're mine to follow Without your love, my world is hollow April 28, 2023 A Brian Strand Premiere No 1212 Poetry Contest (5th place) Sponsored By: Brian Strand