Time
I never had much
For a kiss and touch
Or those other strange
actions that lovers display.  

But
I find myself yearning
For your warm colors
And your succulent sweet.

Only
Took a glance for me
To be set afire inside my mire.
Only a single exchange of words,
And a couple of brushes with your eyes
To set my heart on dreamers time.

Not,
A day goes by that I don't wish
To be graced with your music
And sweet passion.
Not a single moment
Since then.

And
Now comes that holiday
And I'm standing in this checkout aisle
With card and flowers
Hoping with all hope that I'll
Succeed with my words
And gifts of affections.

Will
You be mine?