Just in case you wanted to know what David's poem to Valerie said. So here it is:
As fingertips feel the sensation to weep,
And wax-melted candles reflect in your sleep,
A beauty that forces the pain to retreat,
Even though the waves can keep breaking.
The power of destiny pulls like a rage,
The touch of your lips, hides the beast in the cage,
For love, as does wine, gets better with age,
My heart is the one that your taking.
I hope and pray, as the years run away,
And hourglass sands, stand still as I say,
I love you a little bit more every day,
You're the half of my whole, no mistaking.