Date:         Tue, 20 Jan 1998 23:31:55 -0500
From: Words from the Monastery <jackechs@EROLS.COM>
Subject:      SUB: VDC: She Is... (poem)

The 1998 WRITERs' Valentine's Day Contest

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into the contest.

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She Is...

She is everything to my soul. Love. Happiness. Excitement. And peace.
My heart's beat quickened the first time I saw her.
Intoxicated by her beauty.
My breath grew faint when my lips first caressed hers.
And every time since.

Then, as time passed, my love for her intensified tenfold.
Hundredfold. Now infinite.
Her touch has created within me an addiction for her.
Irresistible. Complete. Forever.
Her laughter delights my heart. Awakens my spirit. And gives me life.

Now, she is the cornerstone of my very being.
Without her I would be nothing.
She shows me love and respect, nourishing me as nothing or no one else
can.
She is my beloved caregiver, protecting my very breath.
My heart. And my dreams.

I gaze into her eyes and see the future with her.
My future. Wondrous and awesome.
For my existence, she has become the reason.
And the guardian of my heart.
I must strive to be my best for her. She deserves nothing less.
For She is You.