You are to me - jewel in man's heart, <br />The purest love that one could seek; <br />The feeling that are not spoken at start, <br />And the affection one can not of speak. <br /> <br />Everything passionate eyes expressed, <br />The amorous gestures your lips conceal; <br />The truest of love and closest to breast, <br />A heart which a wound can always heal. <br /> <br />Your tender body awakens my desire, <br />And so do your youthful fresh eyes; <br />They spark like stars of undimmed fire, <br />Profoundly and deep like nightly skies. <br /> <br />You are to me - what nature's to life, <br />A fountain spring of my existence; <br />Eternally on and with a loving rife, <br />I can not show any more resistance. <br /> <br />Your reaping beauty adored by me, <br />Desired wine - ah my sweetest love; <br />Lock to my room with the right key, <br />Fitting my heart like a hand to glove.<br /><br />Peter S. Quinn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-are-to-me-2/
