No words, yet noise fills the air.
I look at you and in my head I can talk forever.
In reality I have nothing left no words can be uttered.
No cutting remarks can I utter
under my breath or at the top of my voice.
Why should I.
I have feelings, I have emotion and passion,
I have love. I feel love.
Every beat of my heart pumps adrelin around my tired body;
I can not fight. I don't really want too.
I just want to be back in those arms
Light will be a day new.
Where this shall all be but a distant memory.
Silence...
Be gone and bring my love back to me.
Wednesday, 11 March 2009
My Saint Valentine.
Valentine, you are my heart.
An angel with devoted love to part.
Our day is marked for all to see,
The moment you fell in love with me.
A crisp February day, so clear,
You told me I would be forever dear,
The One for you, Your sweet-heart true.
That you had me, and I’d always have you.
You left that morn, with wings of gold,
You left me with no one to hold.
But from my eyes no tears would weep,
For I know I had your heart to keep.
Years go by, I remember well,
Intense love, how my heart does swell!
On that February date,
Valentine, my life long soul-mate,
I dream of that love so deep,
You promised I would always keep.
In my heart, You will remain to be,
Valentine, a saint to me.
An angel with devoted love to part.
Our day is marked for all to see,
The moment you fell in love with me.
A crisp February day, so clear,
You told me I would be forever dear,
The One for you, Your sweet-heart true.
That you had me, and I’d always have you.
You left that morn, with wings of gold,
You left me with no one to hold.
But from my eyes no tears would weep,
For I know I had your heart to keep.
Years go by, I remember well,
Intense love, how my heart does swell!
On that February date,
Valentine, my life long soul-mate,
I dream of that love so deep,
You promised I would always keep.
In my heart, You will remain to be,
Valentine, a saint to me.
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