Shall I shower thee wit flatteries
from ancient love diaries
thence post thy eulogy
on the pages of modern technology!
Shall I cherish thy pellucid skin
en the fregile heart within!
O well nourished be he that sips
from the fountain of thy lips.
O aroma of my love
be sweet to the taste of my dove
thou art in distant land
but sure of foot I crave thy hand.
Apple of my eye
nested upon thy eyrie
fall on to my lonely arms
that shall protect thee from any harm.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
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2 comments:
Wow this is so sweet...makes a girl believe taht love is a firytale...you are a total Romeo...i love it
:) Guese i have 2find my Juliet now ;)
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