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Jun 2018
YOU
" Appreciation "

Oh, How do i start to flatter you my dear?
Should i start with those pretty eyes that you bear?
Or that beautifully curvy smile that you have,
Which never fails to make me fall in love.

Wait! Flaterry is a sin for me to do!
I am not writing this to flatter you.
This is a poem of my appreciation,
To the things is see in you, that surpasses my imagination.

So let me start with your very core,
Your ever so positive spirit that I adore.
So positive that it influences me in so many ways,
Taught me to see things with a smile always.

Then we go to your generosity and understanding,
I am a beggar but instantly i became rich as your friend.
You always do the things that makes me happy,
This woman is not only a thing of beauty and for that I thank thee.

Up we go to how great you care,
Like a mother? A friend? Or a lover? No! You are the care i need when i despair.
You bring the light that flickers in my darkest night,
The hope that always wants me to stay alive.

Now the cutest thing is your innocense,
Coupled with those puppy eyes, it just doesn't make sense.
You can just get away everything because of this,
I get mad at you, but in the end this brings us peace.

Now, now, this is the best part, it is how you love,
Let me make this one longer, this is what i wanted you to have.
The feeling that you give is something that is so plain,
But Alas! Plain is what i always wanted and was praying.
I do not want a love that is savage and fierce like thing,
Because that will exhaust a and drain all of our being.
I just want the love that you are giving me,
Simple, honest, respectfull and as true as you can be.
The love that continuesly pours, not forceful, but gently falls like the morning dew,
This may not last for eternity, but what i am asking is only a lifetime with you.
Randolph Napoles
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Randolph Napoles  26/M/Philippines
(26/M/Philippines)   
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