"To My Dear and Loving Husband"

If ever two were one, then surely we. 
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee; 
If ever wife was happy in a man, 
Compare with me ye women if you can. 
I prize thy love more then whole mines of gold, 
Or all the riches that the East doth hold. 
My love is such that rivers cannot quench, 
Nor ought but love from thee, give recompence. 
Thy love is such I can no way repay, 
The heavens reward thee manifold I pray. 
Then while we live, in love let's so persevere, 
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

Author: Anne Bradstreet

If I could make a wish
I think I'd pass
Can't think of anything I need
No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound
Nothing to eat, no books to read

Making love with you
Has left me peaceful, warm, and tired
What more could I ask
There's nothing left to be desired

Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe

Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
Sleep, silent angel, go to sleep

Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe

My true love sent me a valentine
   All on a winter's day,
And suddenly the cold gray skies
   Grew soft and warm as May!
The snowflakes changed to apple blooms,
   A pink-white fluttering crowd,
And on the swaying maple boughs
   The robins sang aloud.

For moaning wintry winds, I heard
   The music sweet and low
Of morning-glory trumpets
   Through which the soft airs blow.
O love of mine, my Valentine!
   This is no winter day---
For Love rules all the calendars,
   And Love knows only May

Author: Julia Caroline Ripley Dorr