To you my love.....

I love you we say
each night on the phone
but words don't express
true love we do hold

My bear means the most
of gifts you have spoiled
Your poem says a toast
to this love all con toiled

My body is your canvas
to love and to hold
Your heart is my job
to protect and keep close

New love we may say
love does grow old
but forever it stays
or so I've been told

Love you till the end
I've told you before
and meant it, with all
my heart and souls core

Some people may say
true love comes later
but to use our love
it's bigger and greater

So to us my boo
i stand up and cheer
for no one will know
this true love we hold dear.......

Dedicated to the love of my life
*Antonio Miguel Ramirez Jr.*