this is how i see it

most of the time we are lead to believe
that the very first moments, days, weeks...
of a new relationship is what love is about

those times where you never have enough of your partner
not enough kisses, hugs and deep gazing
not enough sex, sex and more sex
not enough time to be with the other

this to me is the time of infatuation
this time passes
this time is highly addictive
this time is always followed
by a depression

when that, i must be with him/her
all the time,
joined at the hip,
adolescent, hand in hand and locked at the lips
time comes to an end

that is when most relationships fail

fail because we expect the high to continue
fail because we just didn't get enough
fail because the fairy tale ended

this is where i believe
that love grows
like a sapling that slowly
spreads it's arms wide
up towards the stars
while the roots dig deeper
into the earth
and becomes the might oak

this is where love becomes
grand and golden and enduring
this is where our hearts grow stronger
and our souls shine brighter
this is where our smiles grow wider

this is my dream
this is my faith
this is my hope
this is my wish

for this time together
we will hold onto the love
and let infatuation slip away
to be replaced
by something
deeper
meaningful
completely
utterly
mysteriously
grand and golden,

sweet lover of mine
would you be my valentine
to cherish
to share with
to get bare with
oh sweet lover of mine
be my loving valentine