My loves
A simple message to my loves,
not sent in grandeur, nor elegance of doves.
Know well, my dears, you are in my heart here,
a place where you'll never disappear.
through pains and pleasures all,
we'll climb the mountains tall.
Though we may see, our views do collide,
withheld in tears and a shattered pride.
We hold hands through the dip, and peak,
hearts opened, like the flowing creek.
My loves, there is one thing I must do,
and so I say that "I love you".