The several months and oddsome days Since you became my Valentine Have been far too short For me to properly show The depth of my love for you It would take The several million years since The act of loving began To mark the million ways My heart loved you then And still yet millions more To demonstrate how much My heart loves you now
I'm so in love with you it scares me Ever since I met you It's like the sun has come out on my life You walk into view And I feel the earth move You smile And I go weak at the knees You cry And my heart breaks I think of you I get dizzy with longing knowing that Your passion comes with fierce frenzy That explodes into million starbursts
The only hope that's mine Is that you'll forever be my Valentine!
When I saw you standing at my door last night With two dozens of the most fragrant and exotic Roses I ever saw I swooned with rhapsodic delight I've never seen a more awesome and smashingly handsome male Garbed in teal blazer, almond colored cashmere sweater Flashing the most melting smile and eyes that screamed sensuous I swear you are Cupid, Romeo and Scorpio wrapped in one You must have noticed my trembling as I folded into your arms And my unsteady hands barely holding on to the roses
Still high from last night's euphoria I barely got a shuteye Atwist the English roses, mouth-watering French champagne And Portuguese feast and romantic serenade for two Somehow I lost my heart my cool, aye, my resolve What man is this that speaks to me in speechless accent I understand? You hear my words un-uttered my thoughts un-expressed and react I believe in soul mate I believe in romance and I believe in love Honey, you are the only part of me that has been incomplete till now My Valentine, my Cupid, my Romeo, my Knight, you truly are
The beginning of another lifetime is chanced upon us Two peas in a pod two hearts that beat as one, a destiny made I can't even look into your eyes without getting lost and tongue-tied Last night when you said to me "your silver lining is here" That which is within me stirred with joyful acquiescence I cannot explain it I don't even have a word for it Those people at the restaurant last night gawking and drooling at us They must have known what we know cause something just show We are a pair meant for one another from another life to this lifetime
My Cupid, I'm speechlessly delighted we are Valentines My heart beats for you
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How did you sleep last night? I peered thru the Cove Ever avoiding Love But now am undone My barriers broken For one has found me
Reached in and unbound me Your love has burst my bonds And set music to my songs Your need for me is real And mine for you with zeal Has made my winter Spring
A new start With hammering heart We color the world with our dream Nothing is as it did seem The darkness of my solitude is done Mandy - my rising sun
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Last night when we quit our marathon ICQing I was wont to succumb to glorious slumber The phone rang, your voice it was, my sleep begone Entranced, the butterfly feel in the pit of my stomach Your voice, the nature of it, warm and caressing Each word a sensuous massage with hand-guided strokes Like the gentle ripples of skillfully played guitar Stimulated, teased, invigorated and beckoned Solace I found not in your seductive baritone, "sweet dreams" Made for my restless mind and run-away thoughts
SONG.--THE SMILE.
LET others love the pearly tear, The blushing cheek adorning; And say, 'tis like the dew-drop clear, That gems the rose of morning.
Let others love to see the fair With pensive mien appearing; Be mine, to hail the sprightly air, The dimpled smile endearing.
It speaks good-humour's mild control, With magic fascination; It tells the feelings of the soul, With sportive animation.
Superior to the brightest eyes, Or cheek with roses blooming; A winning charm it still supplies, The lovely face illuming.
'Twas Hebe taught fair beauty's queen, The gay, bewitching wile; And still her glowing lips are seen, To wear a playful smile.
Hemans, Felicia Dorothea Browne, 1793-1835
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You know how much I love the strolls by the countryside. Enjoy.
RURAL WALKS
OH ! may I ever pass my happy hours In Cambrian rallies and romantic bow'rs; For every spot in sylvan beauty drest, And every landscape charms my youthful breast. And much I love to hail the vernal morn, When flowers of spring the mossy seat adorn: And sometimes thro' the lonely wood I stray, To cull the tender rosebuds in my way;
And seek in every wild secluded dell, The weeping cowslip, and the azure bell; With all the blossoms, fairer in the dew, To form the gay festoon of varied hue. And oft I seek the cultivated green, The fertile meadow, and the village scene; Where rosy children sport around the cot, Or gather woodbine from the garden spot. And there I wander by the cheerful rill, That murmurs near the osiers and the mill; To view the smiling peasants turn the hay, And listen to their pleasing festive lay. I love to loiter in the spreading grove, Or in the mountain scenery to rove; Where summits rise in awful grace around, With hoary moss and tufted verdure crown'd; Where cliffs in solemn majesty are pil'd, " And frown upon the vale " with grandeur wild: And there I view the mouldering tower sublime, Array'd in all the blending shades of time.
The airy upland and the woodland green, The valley, and romantic mountain scene; The lowly hermitage, or fair domain, The dell retir'd, or willow-shaded lane; " And every spot in sylvan beauty drest, And every landscape charms my youthful breast."
--- Heman, Felicia .D. Browne, 1793 - 1835
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I just called to hear your sing-song voice Wishing you a merry and cheerful Monday Though those brutes at the anniversary thread Kick and tug and pool at you pay no heed Just think of me your frown will cease and joy is yours:)
Mind not them grumpy doggy dogs How dare them tongue in cheeks pretend? They twist and mangle your spelt out words Spoiling for a fight I'll give them one They'd go through me first, if they can:)
Love, I'm with you always I love and miss you more than you know:)
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THOU canst not fly me, dearest maid ! I haunt thee with the Evening's shade; I see with thee "her golden glow Fall on the silver lake below,"-- The trees that paint them in the stream Another earth and sky to seem,-- The self-same shades that tinge thy sky Make the full circle of my eye.
When Night her mantle casts around, With golden stars the border's bound; Or when her crescent crowns her brow, And glitters all the woodland through With quivering beam, that oft deceives, While spreading foil on spangl'd leaves; Till some dark cloud comes sailing by And drinks the lustre of the sky,-- Pours from her horn the watery store, And leaves and flowers are bright no more:
When Morn stands tiptoe on yon hill, And then first prints the cottage sill And views her, blushing to be seen, As if from bathing she had been; Her golden locks yet scarcely dry, And the dropp'd dew half in her eye; Her sandals wet as wet can be, Her robe still dripping from the sea, Her car just waiting for her hand To drive the coursers over land, And, for the heats of sultry day, To chase the sullen clouds away,-- Ah! thinkst thou not I see thee still, And ever did and ever will ?
Can absence tear thee from my sight ? My eyes' full joy--my soul's delight ! No;--in the soft and silken bower Where slumber binds the drowsy hour, And sweetest dreams in visions sends To be the wretch's fancied friends, Think'st thou that any form but thine Can meet this ardent gaze of mine ? Or, when the blissful vision's o'er, And I must grasp thy shade no more,-- When sorrowing drops my eyelids stain, And wake me to my woes again; Think'st thou fond memory will not bear Thy image through the drowning tear ? The mind's eye then shall take the place, And wander o'er thy much lov'd face,--
~~~~ S. Blamire 1747 to 1794
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Your call is yet a soothing balm That tingles and lingers in my heart My telepathy knight you are My day is merry now, my love I'll talk to you tonite for sure Your voice the butterflies it brings My achy feely heart it rouse I need and miss you so, my love
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OH thou ! the musing, wakeful pow'r, That lov'st the silent, midnight hour, Thy lonely vigils then to keep, And banish far the angel, sleep, With all his lovely train; Come, pensive thought ! with thee I'll rove, Through forest wild, sequestered grove, Or twilight plain.
The lone recluse, in hermit-cell, With thee, oh nymph! delights to dwell; Forsakes the world, and all its charms, Forsakes the syren pleasure's arms, In peaceful shades to rest; And oft with thee, entranc'd, may hear, Celestial voices warbling near, Of spirits blest !
When slow declines the rosy day And ev'ning smiles with parting ray, When twilight spreads her magic hues, When moon-beams tremble on the dews, Be mine to rove retir'd; By fairy bower, or dimpled stream, To muse with thee some heavenly theme, Oh ! maid inspir'd !
'Tis thine on eagle-wings to soar, Unknown, unfathom'd realms explore; Below the deeps, above the sky, Beyond the starry orbs on high; "Can aught restrain thy flight ?" To pierce the veil of future time, And rise, in Fancy's car sublime, To realms of light:
At midnight, to the guilty breast, Thou com'st, a fear'd, appalling guest; While lightnings flash and thunders roll, Accusing conscience wakes the soul, And bids each fear increase; And, while benignant slumber flies, With awful voice, in whisper cries, Farewell to peace !
But oh, dread pow'r ! how sweet thy reign, To Virtue's mild and hallow'd train ! The storm around may wildly rave, And winter swell the mountain wave, Yet soft their calm repose ! Their minds unruffled and serene, And guardian-seraphs watch unseen, Their eyes to close !
Hemans, Felicia Dorothea Browne, 1793-1835
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I thought by now you feel secure Thought I was thru calming your fears It's only a game that tears you apart Underlooking and overthinking
Tonite you're ready to fall apart in despair Compromise and realize I won't let you down It's only a party, I run away not Don't let this be the reason for your sad heart
Lovers soaking breeze in the woods Gazing in the sky relishing the white clouds The sunlight and the beckoning blue sky Exchanging warm caress and lingering gaze Counting their blessings deep in love
Flagged by the welcoming waves of the tree They lay beneath it on their rainbow mat Sounds of nature around them so soothing Bees sucking the sweetest nectar from flowers Reminds them of the symbiosis of their love
Lying beside him and stroking his chest He recites to the sky the name of the one he loves Drawing his gaze from the beautiful marigold He pinned her with eyes the color of liquid gold This will be the day she’ll remember his heart her conquest
As they lay around entwined in passion They feel the glory of nature dreams they never know They’ve come so much afar for this passion this freedom They believe in their hearts its true love Looking around them they know their love is true
I was standing at the end of my rainbow With no where to go and no pot of gold in sight All my wishes were just way too much to hope for But when I saw you I knew I’d seen the light
I used to think that love would never find me And the one who cared was lost somewhere in time But when you found me I knew I found forever You rescued me just before I crossed the line
And not a moment too soon without a minute to spare You touched my heart when I didn’t have a prayer In my darkest hour with my world filled with gloom Your sweet love saved me not a moment too soon
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If I had taken the time to write down a few lines Every time that you crossed this heart of mine And put them all in a book, how much time ‘d it take The words and months have a way of slipping by
I could have written a play so sweet and so funny That would never leave a dry eye in the room My only excuse for not doing enough Is I was too busy being in love with you
Brand new phrases appear every time you are near All these words you inspire after all these months But I never reach for a pen, break the mood that I’m in Before I know it the words are gone again
Oh I could’ve written more poems to make lovers go crazy A beautiful song and it starts with your name, Amanda But my only regret for not doing enough Is that I was too busy being in love with you
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