Your calmly grace, your pleasing eyes and face
Did you honestly think I would not love you back?
I can feel it in your voice, your heart can't disguise
Reflection of what's inside, your eyes don't lie...
Thoughts of you illuminate my spirit;
Never a flicker of flame, but with
Arching bolts which strike with a force
That disturbs my equilibrium.
My mind races as waves of passion flush over
My pale skin, causing me to gaze upon visions
Of impossible romantic possibilities...
Within the miracle of the net...
Pathetic is this man who anticipates the
True rhythm of love, with a woman she will never hold.
Full heart, empty arms...a soulmate no more
My Valentine's shaded blue, a tint of old rose.
My lips quiver for I cannot speak to her these words:
"I have loved you more than anybody in this world."
Where are the roses with stems shining like emerald tubes?
Of familiar shaded hues, paint my Valentine's other than blue.
To my all-time Valentine...Cynthia.
~Nick
a.k.a. medoy
Posted by:
CYNTHIA ALUNING
a.k.a. chitcyn
February 11, 2007