They read thee verses of our love story in my eyes and heard the poetry of our love that i recite day and night

When they saw deeper, they could see the sun shining and flowers blooming

Once upon a valentine you gave me a rose
Today its dry and rough, with no fragrance
Yet, I extremely endear it
It albums the memories of our love
It reminds me your loving sight
It speaks the words of care which were left unspoken
It warms me on the nights When you're not around
And it blooms with the promises of tomorrow that were made for each other

She reclined by the rippling sound of cottonwood river mulling over the twilight. It was then when she transformed her dark silent thoughts into effulgent symphony.