My Love, For You. Poem by Michael Gale

To you the words just flow onto the page...
Only thoughts of love, no rage.

For these words embody my soul for you...
Long, long over due.

Time ticks away at the clock's lonely face...
Wondering when next to me, you'll take your rightful place?

For you roll and shape me best...
You are more valuable to me, then all the rest.

My eyes never do wander to ward's another woman's gait...
You fill me best, upon my love, filled plate.

Your music is unequaled by any other, as played...
My heart for you, was captured, as in a battle's, waged, raid.

Love of you, by me, does filter on down...
Even when, you are absent, in your nightie’s, red gown.

Love, as fresh as the newest spring...
Your beauty is launched, that you actually, to me, do bring.

Cascading to my vision, as eyes, longest, denied...
Your beauty, to thine, has nothing to hide.

Your soul, so pure as angel ed-nice...
For you, I'd gladly, pay the price.

Love, so eternal....
Only surpassed, by one, that's gentle.

Gentle as the smoothest ride...
Be that, the one, that you, for me, do provide.