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"VALENTINE"
"VALENTINE"
Margaret Ann Waddicor
14th February 2011.
Valentine oh my Valentine,
you tear my heart out
tend it like a precious jewel,
yet you dare not say to me
you love me true,
what shades of fancy now detain
your boldness, youth,
your face is young and just begun to change,
into the knight.
Send your message
fired with flames of loving nights
in dreams, it seems so still
so silent, felt,
when boiling in your breast
the chalice of a potion blessed
so fervent now,
come to me dearest man,
I hold your love so vehemently,
so gently in my heart,
I wish to play my part
join you there,
I'm yours to consummate,
love is ours,
it is your wish,
take it, for it is yours.
Style / type:
Free verse
Last few words:
This needs working on I think. Ann
Editing stage:
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Comments
Nordic cloud
Wed, 2011-02-16 03:50
Thank you Alalzamani,
Thank you Alalzamani, I shall look at it as you suggest.
I had fun with it too, it can be felt, it could be for any young thing.
Luv Ann
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
loved
Mon, 2011-02-14 23:18
I wrote a VALENTINE for aged people just as u liked my maiden
POEM
WALK WITH ME
PERHAPS
I thought you may like it similarly
rgds ma'am
you needn't do so
if u so wish not to
loved
mand
Tue, 2011-02-15 04:28
Hi Ann
You melt your lover with the fire of your words! and merge into loves bond. Unselfishly giving your all.
Full of passion and honesty.
Love Mand xxxxxx
Nordic cloud
Sun, 2011-02-27 09:04
I give of my all, and am
I give of my all, and am enriched by it, all those I love are given love
by me and all you good friends too, Mand, thank you Ann.
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.
Pixee
Sun, 2011-02-27 10:03
Hwllo Nordi Cloud
This poem is a great read as well as true to some.
Poetry is the living soul of the writer.
by Pixee
Cheers,
Pixee
Candlewitch
Mon, 2011-02-28 11:39
Dear Ann,
Send your message
fired with flames of loving nights
in dreams, it seems so still
so silent, felt,
when boiling in your breast
the chalice of a potion blessed
so fervent now,
Wonderfully written of passion. I have no suggestions, just appreciation for the work.
always, Cat
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Nordic cloud
Sun, 2011-03-20 09:55
Oh I thank you all even though its late
I am back from one of my loves
and on the site a little more again,
I was detained by my own experiences
and felt that I should enjoy them while I could,
so didn't spend so much time other places,
either in my mind or in fact.
Thank you for your lovely comments above.
I am not old I am made new and young again,
so no thoughts of age, I can still swim and dance
and walk, and ski and sing out how much I love life,
so no more thinking of me as old, I'm young.
Ask anyone who knows me.
You are good friends too love Ann of Norway
"The image of yourself which you see in a mirror Is dead,
but the reflection of the moon on water, lives." Kenzan.