Posted February 14, 201411 yr Popular Post The first time I saw you, my heart let me know, with a beat, with a thump, that you were the one. I wanted to speak, my cheeks red and hot, my lips sealed. I watched you, loving every motion you made, day by day, hour by hour, cherishing you like a flower, day dreaming of speaking to you, knowing it was not to be. As nights went by in cold sweat, full of worry and regret, of a possible missed good thing, Cupid's bow went of with a twang: one sunny day, by the lake, you walked up to me, cheeks ablush, and stammered out a sentence, one I hold dear.. " Would you be my Valentine?" You held out a card, beautiful and charming, a look of fear and want in your eye, your hopes as clear as a summers day. " Of course.." We look away, smiling, then you lean in and kiss my cheek, And call me your Prince Charming. Say what you might, come what may, I'm still yours, on Valentines day.
February 14, 201411 yr The first time I saw you, my heart let me know, with a beat, with a thump, that you were the one. I wanted to speak, my cheeks red and hot, my lips sealed. I watched you, loving every motion you made, day by day, hour by hour, cherishing you like a flower, day dreaming of speaking to you, knowing it was not to be. As nights went by in cold sweat, full of worry and regret, of a possible missed good thing, Cupid's bow went of with a twang: one sunny day, by the lake, you walked up to me, cheeks ablush, and stammered out a sentence, one I hold dear.. " Would you be my Valentine?" You held out a card, beautiful and charming, a look of fear and want in your eye, your hopes as clear as a summers day. " Of course.." We look away, smiling, then you lean in and kiss my cheek, And call me your Prince Charming. Say what you might, come what may, I'm still yours, on Valentines day. Amazing poem. I wish I could write something like this to my fiance'. She really likes those sweet poems.
February 14, 201411 yr Author Amazing poem. I wish I could write something like this to my fiance'. She really likes those sweet poems. Heh, thanks. And I wish I could draw, so we're even. Glad you liked it.
February 14, 201411 yr Heh, thanks. And I wish I could draw, so we're even. Glad you liked it. Keep up the good work sheriff!
February 14, 201411 yr Author :') wish i could write poems so much right now Well, I can't sing worth crap, so....
February 15, 201411 yr Author Beautiful and romantic! Which is ironic, since i'm depressed and moody.... But thank you. Glad you liked it.
February 15, 201411 yr The first time I saw you, my heart let me know, with a beat, with a thump, that you were the one. I wanted to speak, my cheeks red and hot, my lips sealed. I watched you, loving every motion you made, day by day, hour by hour, cherishing you like a flower, day dreaming of speaking to you, knowing it was not to be. As nights went by in cold sweat, full of worry and regret, of a possible missed good thing, Cupid's bow went of with a twang: one sunny day, by the lake,you walked up to me, cheeks ablush,and stammered out a sentence, one I hold dear.." Would you be my Valentine?"You held out a card, beautiful and charming, a look of fear and want in your eye,your hopes as clear as a summers day." Of course.." We look away, smiling, then you lean in and kiss my cheek, And call me your Prince Charming. Say what you might, come what may, I'm still yours, on Valentines day.Timid...Just...just wow...This poem...This made me fall inlove all over again... Timid you are amazing like always...Keep it up*kiss cheek*
The first time I saw you, my heart let me know,
with a beat, with a thump,
that you were the one.
I wanted to speak,
my cheeks red and hot,
my lips sealed.
I watched you, loving every motion you made,
day by day,
hour by hour,
cherishing you like a flower,
day dreaming of speaking to you,
knowing it was not to be.
As nights went by in cold sweat,
full of worry and regret,
of a possible missed good thing,
Cupid's bow went of with a twang:
one sunny day, by the lake,
you walked up to me,
cheeks ablush,
and stammered out a sentence,
one I hold dear..
" Would you be my Valentine?"
You held out a card, beautiful and charming,
a look of fear and want in your eye,
your hopes as clear as a summers day.
" Of course.."
We look away, smiling,
then you lean in and kiss my cheek,
And call me your Prince Charming.
Say what you might,
come what may,
I'm still yours,
on Valentines day.