Love that is vibrant and fresh like tulips of Spring;
Through and through thine eyes, passion they bring

Thou art the infinite rainbows in my waters;
The wind that sailed my heart to thy shoulders

The love that lulled the fears of my heart;
Gentle hands that thou art; caused my loneliness to depart 

Thy lips like blanket of sleeves;
I shall trail my own, uncover every taste it leaves

My senses thee hast stirred that of love we share;
Thou hast stolen my heart and still kept me unaware

In between fine strands of thy hair,
with long lasting fragrance; elegance not spared

The distance of the celestial planets,
Incomparable of how much our love begets

Rivers, where my heart shall lay to rest if it loses thee; for it must flow for eternity;
So if I could, in our skies, I shall paint my love for thee

Of crimson and pink in every twilight on sight,
With hues of blue in every claire de lunes,
And all shades of gold until the days we're old

So in all of your days, the sun and it's rays, the moon as it glows;
It shall remind thee; What I shall promise, That my love shall not perish



-Love Poem I, Margaret Austin Go