My Treasured Valentine
My Valentine, my love, my all
How did this come to be?
This romance has me quite beguiled;
You captivated me
I breathe you every waking hour
And when I sleep I dream
That you are in my arms again
Sweet fantasies extreme
I'm sure I was born for you
As you are for me
You have me so fullfilled
You kissed me and care for me
As wild things start to build
But that's not all my valentine
My mind is all yours
And for this fine obssession
It seems there is no cure
So tell me that you feel the same
Tell me that your mine
Let me know that you'll all be my
Treasured Valentine
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