My love measures fully.
My cup brims. My heart whims.
I hereby bestow my love on you, so
taste and see its goodness!
My rose bush is full with hanging
Bulbs longing to opened
by your strong hands.
They’re yours’ to prune and groom
Hurry before winter bestows gloom
Our love is natural fountain flowing
with love that we dare run dry!
love is neither super natural nor
magical
Remember our first date
The sensation from your touch,
your verbal incantation, and
charm made it come.
But my darling, it matters not
If our story sounds like a fairy tale
Let me hail the tale.
Our love imparts vitality
Yet hard to fathom, I'll even
Leave it to destroy, then
pick up the ruins to love.
Almedia Knight Oliver
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heart-and-soul-of-love/
