Poetry

Let me tell you of my love day by day,
and little things like a dove
that life at times brings onto my way,
see as an action from above,
 
even if this life does me around shove
let me still truly love you
while into each other we fit as a glove,
let my eyes sparkle blue
 
while yours have a strange kind of hue,
with care in every remark,
let only kindness in everything be due
with passion as the spark.
 
When we do in greater things embark
let us then find an alcove,
a place of love, solace against the dark
living out our own love.