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I really did love you,
but you're a bookworm
and I was just another book you read

I really did love you,
but you have a sweet-tooth
and I was just another chocolate you ate

I really did love you,
but you love to play fire
and I was just another match you lit

I really did love you,
but you were a chain-smoker
and I was just another pack of cigarettes

                                               - Marclesza Gee
Liars.
I can't paint you anything
because the amazing images
in my head can't be drawn
by anybody's hands

Nor can I sing you a song
'Cause I think your golden voice
is much way bettter than mine

Nor can I play for you
'Cause my hands tremble
when my mind sends me
to the idea of you, watching me

Nor  can I build you a beautiful house
And I guess I don't need one
'cause you are my home

But I can cook you dinner
Massage your head
and brush your hair
Hug you all day
when things are
just too much to bear

I'm not the best at everything,
but I can be very good to you.
                             - Marclesza *Gee
someday,
i'll wake up and be glad i did.
something i need to keep
reminding myself
Her Aura is the aurora in Crystal skies, when she smiles heaven is alive, within her heart you'll find the sanctuary for love.

My heart would betray me for her and lead me to places where joy rids me of despair.
Consumed completely by love I'm dared by bliss, a stranger I've never met.
My mind a gallery of her beauty,
priceless masterpieces I shall never part with.

Starve me of food and water I can survive, but away from her arms I lose the meaning of life.
I seem to be infatuated with love. Well this one is for... You know who you are. I love you
I'm in love , really
I'm in love with the sound of my voice
I can spend hours talking and listening

I'm in love with the way I walk
With the way my hair moves

I'm in love with my reflect
when you look at me in the morning
When you look at me in the night

I'm in love with the me that you love
I googled "Love" for St. Valentine's.
Your name appeared six million times.
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A secret admirer is an individual who feels adoration, fondness or love for another person without disclosing his or her identity to that person.

Her eyes….
brown as mahogany and deeper than the ocean
one glance into her pupils and ones heart will become open,
Her lips….
ever enticing so smooth, so soft
a kiss by itself could set it all off.
Her skin….
mouth watering like the sight of Hershey’s chocolate
the kind you glide your fingers down and rest your hands in her pockets,
Her hair….
is her crown and it is fit for a queen
she’s known to turn heads whenever she’s on the scene,
Her smile….
is confident, and mesmerizing, the reason you desire her
maybe one day you build the strength to grab her kiss her until then
you write her letters signed your secret admirer.
You see her everyday
but you not sure what to say
so you keep your mouth closed
and write your feelings on a page.
My soul enraptured, my spirit soars;
My  heart is captured, my love is yours.
I want to shout it. I want to scream.
I cannot speak it. I can only dream.
Yes, I must love you, amorously.
Yet, I am yours, anonymously.

©1998 Michael S. Davis
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