The love poems They come and go Every last one meaning more and more With motions of to and fro The literary babes begin to grow Through smiles and laughs The glass of love overfills our bath Sounds of joy, signs of life Our home bright and warm The hearth burning bright Remember these images, Remember, from the dawn of day To the eve bridging night, I love you more than you know, For you, I will carry a pulchritudinous little light So that we may relight the hearth On the most frigid of winter nights
Take my hand, be that light Let us love this time For, we will be more than alright It is but a bit of penance we pay In order to love with such might