• Your love is the sweet scents of spring,
    Giving me peace within.
    Like the birds, I'm under your wing;
    No matter what, we both will always win.
    Your love is the smell of flames,
    I can't resist from just one whiff.
    A fiery passion that will not tame,
    I will never have had enough.
    Your love is the touch of silk,
    Cozy and perfect to hold.
    Under its covers, we playfully skulk;
    And keep each other warm when cold.
    Your love is the touch of raindrops,
    Gently sprinkling over me.
    Time suspends in a moment and stops,
    And you're all that I can see.
    Your love is the cooling tingle of mint,
    Refreshment in each kiss.
    If only you knew to me, what each one meant,
    A brief moment of amazing bliss.
    Your love is the taste of strawberries,
    Every bit of sweetness that I love.
    It doesn't compare to any other berry,
    You over all are always above.
    Your love is the silence of a full moon,
    I don't have to hear to know the meaning.
    You're my light in a dark room,
    Brighter and brighter you're gleaming.
    You're love is the sonority of music,
    I obsess over nothing else more.
    I need to get my daily fix,
    But mostly because it's a feeling I can't ignore.
    You're love is a gently flowing river,
    When faced with obstacles, it finds a way.
    Like the flow, we will always concur;
    As the sand, we mold like clay.
    Your love is an everlasting red rose,
    Except it doesn't wither, no matter the season.
    As time passes, it only continues to grow;
    I smile knowing that you're the reason.