You Teach Me how To Love

My love, my heart's pedagogue, you teach me every day, The art of loving, the science of the heart's sweet sway, With every glance, every touch, every whispered promise dear, You instruct me in the language of love, and calm my deepest fear. Your eyes, like sapphires shining bright, illuminate my way, Reflecting the beauty of your soul, in every loving gaze you convey, Your lips, a rosebud's promise, inviting me to taste the sweet, The nectar of your love, that inebriates my heart, and makes it skip a beat. Your touch, a master's brushstroke, paints a canvas of delight, A symphony of sensations, that orchestrates my heart's deepest light, With every caress, every gentle pressure, you awaken my desire, A flame that burns, a passion that aspires, to be with you, my love, my heart's one fire. In your presence, I am transformed, transfigured, and remade, A love so strong, so pure, so true, that it redeems, and is not swayed, By doubts, by fears, by uncertainties, that may assail my heart, For with you, my love, I know we'll never be apart.