Be My Valentine Poem by Philip Lore

I think of you every night... all day,
Sending my love, my heart your way.
From my heart, to your soul,
This love of mine will not grow old.

You are the reason I go on,
Here in the desert,
In the blazing sun.
When I dream with tight, closed eyes,
I picture you a diamond,
In the dark, night skies.

Remembering your laugh, your lovely face,
Here in the desert, this lonely place.
You are my box of cherries,
Sweet like the words I send,
So, will you be 'My Valentine',
Sent with love, that will never end.