Friday, 18 February 2011

I'd try...

I’d try write you a poem,
to express the effects of your ways.
But no words or letters here or far
could touch upon your gaze.
No metaphor could describe the love
you knowingly impart.
Lucky am I to be subjected to
the warmth left in your heart.
Gracious is your patient nature,
and through my eyes I see,
that granted wish from heavens above
was gifted onto me.

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