Take My Hand Valentine
Take my hand, Valentine,
let’s sail o’er the skies –
dreaming of happy tomorrows.
Love brings with it passion,
kisses as sweet as wine,
days that are sublime
and nights with hearts pulsating.
Time doesn’t stand still,
and it brings us along,
before we know it,
silver strands pepper our hair.
So let’s love while we’re young,
with passion and deep understanding,
nights by candlelight,
while dancing in the dark.
So that when the years have passed us by,
In our twilight years,
we can remember with smiles –
all of those loving miles.
While we hold hands
and walk through the years in memory,
together forever just you and I,
remembering it all began
when you said you’d be mine.
Pictures like memories.
take me through the years,
the autumns dancing among the colorful leaves.
Winter’s shared side by side,
tender kisses –
as outside snowflakes swirled by.
Springs when love was always renewed,
bringing us into summers –
footprints left in the sand.
Even when the time came for parting,
my love held steadfastly,
knowing you were shining your love upon me
and every new Valentine’s –
both you and I would be thinking of each other.
So take my hand, Valentine,
it’s who we spend our lives with,
who we dance the years through with,
share the laughter and the tears –
that forever matters.
The rest of it is just a moment,
that’s suspended in time,
all of the Valentine’s who’ve come and gone,
are just ships passing through foreign ports.
We have a day for special thoughts of love,
expressed between two people who really care,
whose love is eternal and real.
With kisses that taste,
like fine, mellow wine,
it’s a day to cement true love vows –
so, take my hand, Valentine.
For more works by this author see Rasma Raisters on The Creative Exiles.
Rasma also writes lovely poems on HubPages under the pen name of Gypsy Rose Lee. You can read more of her works at Rasma on HubPages.