To My Valentine - Poem by Leslie Alexis
Your love propels me into my tomorrow,
It is the foundation upon which I build my faith.
Its borders are great
And its fruits pleasurable.
It is the last good thing I got -
One of the last good things left.
It knows no boundaries -
Giving surplus and fruiting into new regions every day.
And just plain out awesome.
It's my greatest treasure,
My most prized acquisition.
It's matched only by my love for you.
In all its entirety -
It is good.
Copyright © 2009 Leslie Alexis
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