Sunday Valentine

Walk through the gardens we grow

To view in bloom seasons renewed

Beautiful flowers be the world in view

I walk with my Lady

Asking what is her favourite

She says with my sunshine smile

It be you my love

Each be a colour of love I gift

That you brush to my face

Making days endless our best

My rainbow star at midday

Queen of warriors keep in Midgard

Living colour to my red Mars

Each day I care not to spend

Seconds without you at my hand

Hold me in tides of pouring life

Perfect each day with you as wife

Her beauty and scented hair

Be admired on pillows or stair

Aroma to love and kingly breakfast

But to gaze upon the exquisite

Fool be I to not taste before I miss it

The softest hand on my face

Is all I need in every season

How it be ever pleasing

My shield of heart fire

Only guild of light I desire

This garden of grandeur be yours

For us to dance and walk

Walk with me on oceans of time

My dearest funny valentine

A finger down your nose

Open your eyes

And see me there

Forever be yours