‘With Love, My Valentine’
How do I put pen to page,
To tell a truth that cannot change…
I look within my rest, and wrestle with the vine,
And present, to you, with love my valentine!
I find courage though I’m broken,
To unwrap to you my token
Lost a wretched, I stand affirmed, amidst the crying,
And I run to you, with love, my valentine.
How simple is a humble crave,
Oh I long to be thy slave.
I’m lost in your benignity, drunken in the wine,
So I perish, to live, with love, my valentine.
Take me as is, without any form of comeliness,
But though the least, I fight for your arrest….
Alight in me and let me be, capture my design,
Christ my Lord, accept me as I am; with love, my valentine.