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Oh, how I pine for my Valentine!
When we’re one, it’s as if the sun
finds a way to change night to day,
so we see more than we had before.
While apart, we remain, at heart,
intertwined by desires that bind.
Alone in bed, you are in my head….
Thoughts of you and the things you do
point the way to that fateful day
when we first met, which I’ll ne’er forget.
With one glance from those eyes that dance,
you could see to the core of me.
And I saw through to the heart of you.
So who’s to blame for the hearts aflame?
Mystic Dove is the source of love;
stars align via Fate’s design.
But how we feel is what turns the Wheel!
Feelings stoke, and the embers smoke;
joint desire serves to fan a fire
that burns and thrives when our love arrives.
Romance grows and creates a rose;
longing looms in its fragrant blooms.
Though sweet, it warns of the hidden thorns.
Disavow all but here and now!
Letting go of what can’t be so
will pave the way for desire to stay.
When freed of chains, only love remains.