Sant Valentine´s poems

Happy Valentine, My LoveValentine poem by Nicholas GordonHappy

Valentine, my love!

All my love is yours.

Praised be love that brings us home,

Pilgrims to these shores.

Yearnings here find harborage;

Vanities, sly smiles.

All that righteous anger rends,

Love here reconciles.

Even in the darkness where

No bitterness finds rest,

Thoughts of you are like a daw

Intent on happiness.

Nor would I have so light a heart

Except that I am blessed!

Wherever I May GoValentine

Love Poems By Joanna Fuchs

You're in my thoughts and in my heart

Wherever I may go;

On Valentine’s Day

I’d like to sayI care

more than you know.

Valentine's Day Love PoemsValentine By Elizabeth Barret Browning

How Do I Love Thee?

Let me count the ways

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of Being an ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's

Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;

I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to useIn my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints,--

I love thee with the Breath

Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and,

if God choose,I shall but love thee better after death.

Happy Valentines DayBy Erin

I cant live without you by my side

I can talk to you all day longIts with you that I confide

You're the reason for my happy son

My days are never grey

With your voice ringing in my ear

Its in your heart that I want to stay

Because you wipe my every tear

Its with you that I know

I can go another day

You take me high when I am low

Im sure you are here to stayY

thou are very special to me

I love you in every single way

If my heart had a lock, you'd have the key

I love you so much,

Happy Valentine's Day.

Be My Valentine: What Does That Mean?

Valentines Day Poems by Nicholas Gordon

Be my Valentine: What does that mean?

Each of us must walk through life alone,

More deeply desolate than we have known,

Yearning for a truth we've never seen.

Valentines are from beyond that dream,

Are like a sunrise on a world of stone.

Little on this journey can we own

Except as miracles might intervene.

No way but through loving might we give

The freedom of our being to another.

In such a sacrifice we hope to live

No longer bound by dreams of flesh and bone,

Even as we bind our lives together.

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