In the tradition of Valentine's Day, a love poem with a sports twist:
Love is shedding a piece of yourself everyday
It’s a perfect game, a spiral pass
Love wakes the dispirited, as if to say
“Play ball” on a bed of feathery grass
Love lasts long enough to see one through
It’s the rhythmic pace of a tennis match
Love evolves carefully with each caress and cue
The fade away jump shot or deciding bucket to hatch
Love reaches beyond the boundaries of the heart
It’s the captivating hole-in-one that evokes emotion
Love knows no remorse, an honorable art
A picturesque sunrise behind a surfer’s ocean
Love is belonging to a higher power
It’s squaring to bunt for a sacrifice
Love requires a frank face and soft scour
A boxer’s poise or a backhand slice
Love is an unlimited feeling of hope
It’s skating on the wing to find the goal
Love lingers deep and stretches far in scope
The swirling soccer ball and track star curving over a pole
Love is your hand in mine
It’s walking or jogging, dancing to Spring’s song
Love means believing in forever’s time
The grand slam finish after driving long
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