My Love

My love is not the red, red rose,
or darling buds of may.
My love is not a sweet, sweet song,
or a tempting summer's day.

My love is not a silly, silly girl,
with whom you toy and play.
My love is not a finite object
that will simply fade away.

My love is like the oceans deep,
passionate and never ending as the sea.
My love is like the river's flowing,
faithful and everlasting my love shall be.

By: Marisa

Check out Marisa's Deviant Art page: RavenLove66

Original piece 

There Is You

In sounds in which words cannot speak

And in feelings in which hands cannot touch

There Is You

In peace in which the dead cannot rest

And in beauty in which the sky cannot grace

There Is You

In times in which the words will speak

And the hands will touch

And the dead will rest

And the sky will grace

There Is You

And You Only

Poem by: Courtney 

I hope everyone has an awesome Valentines day! Eat chocolate and be happy! Remember that true love is also found in Friends and family not just a a significant other. Remember that. ;)

Happy Writing,

-Courtney