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 Jun 2016
The Lunchtime Poet
My love revolves around you
Like a planet circles the sun
A journey never ending
A journey just begun

Your love is the gravity
That keeps me on the right track
One look into your eyes
I knew I couldn't go back

Your passion is so hot
Like the surface of the sun should be
What makes it extra special
Is that it only burns for me

Your love just like the sun
Is always giving life
I thank God everyday
That you are my lovely wife

The sun is always
The brightest in the sky
Your love for all eternity
Will shine brightest in my eye
 Jun 2016
The Lunchtime Poet
Sitting on the swing
The old boards begin to creek
I slowly lean over
And softly kiss your cheek

The fireflies so many
Their glow fills up the sky
I brush your hair back
And look you deeply in the eye

The silvery moonlight
Perfectly accents your face
Using *******
Softly I did trace

Crickets rhythmically chirping
A perfect serenade
A night just for lovers
For us it must be made

I thought I'd take a chance
On such a night like this
Holding your head in my hand
Those lips I'd finally kiss

One kiss turned to two
Another turned to three
Right by your side
That's where I'd always be

How many stars in the sky
This I'll never know
When they all stop shining
That's when I'll let you go
 Jun 2016
The Lunchtime Poet
From deepest ocean
to outer space
yours is the love
I can't replace

Not a setting sun
or swans majestic grace
can match the beauty
of your face

The way the moonlight
compliments your skin
to be so lovely
should be a sin

To look at you
I see perfection
I'm so glad
we made a connection

Father Time has aged you well
your very essence has me under it's spell
Never wanting to be set free
I am yours for eternity
 Jun 2016
The Lunchtime Poet
You are my foundation
You are my rock
A shoulder to lean on
To whom I can talk

When we are together
I am at peace
I'm your bearing
You are my grease

Twenty five years of bliss
Is what we had
Proud you're my wife
Our daughter her dad

I hope twenty five more years
Is what's in store
When those are done
I'll need twenty five more

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