your name my poems shall praise.
Time and again;
I will declare my love in prose
and promise it in abundance.
to what do I compare you to?
Perfection and brilliance
is embedded in all you do;
that is why at times I lack words.
Dearest of my heart;
pleasured to be loved by you will I be.
Day and night;
not content will i be
‘til my love is sealed in your heart.
O lovely one,
my promises with love I seal.
Yours and mine
will be fused with zeal;
then I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine.