If I could just muster
Courage to trust her,
Trust her to tell her
What’s in my pocket.
A piece of the earth
Small, round, and of worth,
Symbolic of love
Held in a locket.
I love you because, like a porcupine
Whose given hugs on Valentines,
Despite my poky spikes and tines,
Your love you've given, I'm yours, you're mine.
Hold on to the memories of old,
For the Son is on the horizon.
May our time spent here,
On this temporal sphere,
Direct us towards life's destination.