Here I am where I never wanted to be,
On the edge of the mountain,
In the depths of the sea,
Baring all that I ever had,
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Well, this isn't like my Valentine's Day poem. I'll say. This was lovely to read though. The kind of thing that Valentine's are made for. The beauty of a woman, and the touch of her hand. GW62
In Silence You left the lines blank for me love And again you ask why wrote my plaint When you are in front of me I am lost In the beauty of your hair your lips In the gazelle eyes and the music From the tongue that licks honey When I open my mouth for my words You place your finger on your lips Enter the silence of my love else I leave you in the oblivions vast Like a flute from the reed in silence Wail I long as separated from beloved You make my silence in colors float When in the bloom of spring I enter The garden where nightingale sings In silence sitting by the rose In silence my love I live in thou 7/2/2009
The sincere passion dominates here, it's nice Valentines dey for you...10... tsira
Wow so much beautiful passion for valentines day...10
Wooooooooooooooooosh! ...Talk about a change of pace, indeed! I can hear the siren-sounds of fire-trucks on route to my place, to extinguish my flaming P.C. wires that your Valentine poem created & fulminated! ! ! Tastefully sensuous! F j R 2009