Books grow dusty unread on a shelf.
The poetry of love doesn’t write itself.
Bicycles unridden grow squeakier by the day.
Hearts untethered slowly drift away.
Kisses can heal the mouths mistakes.
Eyes can see when smiles are fakes.
Arms can hold or they can harm.
Words can hurt or they can charm.
Time that’s misspent is time we lose.
Time together is the time we choose.
Nothing is wasted when all is used.
Love’s created when souls are fused.
Choices made are for us to make.
Trust in another is to never forsake.
Relationships are all these things.
And when it’s right what joy it brings.
My heart awaits the beat of two.
Life’s breathed into moments few.
Yesterdays on wings we flew.
Tomorrows soar hand in hand with you.
Our night together has yet begun.
The sky awaits our setting sun.
The moon above is yet to rise.
Stars soon will shine in loving eyes.
The air will cool and you’ll be near.
My heart is warm for you my dear.
With each new day my heart does glow.
With each new day our love does grow.
With every second my mind does know,
time with you my blood does flow.
My days filled with gold, jewels and art.
Yet the time I crave is near your heart.
For the material ultimately bores, then sold.
A love that sparkles never gets old.