Valentine
The rivers flow
With milk and honey
Heavenly are our pleasures
Born of our fruits
Sown so serene within
A tapestry of serenity
One melts upon thy tongue
The art of a dream
Woven fruits sacred and divine
Walking the earth on the hill of fields
The leaf of labour
The leaf of love
Under the evening sun ...
Choclitere desires to tantilise
A dance of Grace
Gratitude Kindness and love
Appreciation of Heaven
Delights our architect
Savoured and not devoured
Whispers a sensual song
Delivered words gently sung
The art of a dream
Woven fruits sacred and divine
Walking the earth on the hill of fields
The leaf of labour
The leaf of love
Under the evening sun ...
The rivers flow
With milk and honey
Heavenly are our pleasures
Born of our fruits
Sown so serene within
A tapestry of serenity
One melts upon thy tongue
The art of a dream
Be mine
Be my Valentine
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