I’ll love you into tomorrow.
Feed you love,
gotta lifetime I can borrow?
Aging like fine wine, greatly defined.
Possessing flavor like aged cheese, no need to deny.
Sweeter than honey,
worth more than money.
I am the reason you need to breathe.
The thump in your heart that allows you to believe.
You are my world,
my sunshine , my protector, my loyal servant, my gold mine.
A poets artistic brush strokes,
your guidance leads to a new.
My first breath in the morning dew.
My repetitive thoughts redefined.
You are with fair warning my reason to stay on the grind.
By: Meeee….Jasmine P….