Heaven on Earth.
It feels like lightning.
Running down my spine.
Then the chills.
In a jagged line.
Kind of tipsy.
Like too much wine.
It’s just the thought.
That you’ll be mine.
The color in your eyes.
The light you shine.
To see your smile.
I cannot confine.
The thought of a kiss.
Our hearts combine.
Heaven on earth.
A touch of divine.
Now Physically one.
And as if by design.
I hold you tight.
Our bodies intertwine.
A perfect love.
Unable to define.
And now you are.
My Valentine.
Jim Raab.
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