The Compass of My Heart
In the quiet whisper of the morning light, You are the sun that banishes the night. With every heartbeat, soft and true, My soul finds its compass pointing to you. No roses red or violets blue, Could match the grace I find in you. So on this day of lovers' art, I offer you my whole and happy heart. Forever bound by love's sweet design, My dearest one, my Valentine.
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