My Valentine.

Not braced by the sanctities of human logic,
Enveloped by an aura of true magic,
When a feeling that renders sublime devotion,
You know it has surpassed mere infatuation.

What meets the eye is always incomplete,
For they rarely see how the heart beats,
Two souls resonating to a common desire,
A communication that surpasses mere gesture.

Reality then is nothing short of a dream,
On her shoulders i let my life lean,
A relationship that in every sense is true,
A bond that surpasses the need to say “I love You.”