For Love Poem by Dorian Petersen Potter

I was a traveler in space,
Guiding me was your lovely face.
I'am leaving soon this lonely place,
To fly again to your loving embrace

Love needs time to germinate,
To fascinate and cultivate.
Not even time will decay,
The beauty of spring's bouquet

As I gaze at you every night,
Senses feel this supreme delight.
And in all your glory so bright,
I watch you move thru the night

You take me to places so divine,
Where hearts and love entwine!