Oh yes, I got that,
frequent pondering restort that.
I won't force you to be mine,
But, yes you are my Valentine.

You're struck still, ain't you?
But still you steal, didn't you?
Not my heart at all,
but my mind body and soul.

Got that,  you're not mine,
being selfless, I'm solitary fine.
Knitting the webs of despicable anticipation,
wanna put all these into an outline.
Oh yes, you are my Valentine.

What a sluttish of the time,
making me resummarise every penny.
I'm all yours but you are not mine.
Don't care, still you are my Valentine.

This heart                              was broken
   before you came           along. Now I'm singing
Love songs. Before yo   u, someone stole my heart,
  then ripped it apart. Your smile makes me melt,
  you probably don't know how I felt. Your laugh
    makes butterflies. You're diffidently not like
      other guys. Your eyes are unlike any hue, I only
        have eyes for you.  You're amazing, kind,
          fun and spectacular too. You're sporty
             and smart that is all so true. Your
               perfect for me I'm perfect for  
                  you. You do not know yet.
                   But I've liked you ever
                      since we first met.
                          So believe me
                            when I say
                                I like
                                you.

Dried up sin
All over our skin

Felt deep within
Shiver was there
In our air

Breathe all in..

A

Valentine,

of any kind

is affirmation of

their

love and. . .


...if you believe it,
then it is so.

The cold.
My cheeks flushed pink as I inhaled the remnants of the frail air
Surrounding me - clouded tufts occur
They dissipate as I breathe
I whisper.

The prevalence of rosebuds, nature's pride
Flourish amongst the beaks of the emperor.

Strands of scarlet, stains of blood
They all entail the unrequited sentiment of the weak
The frail entrails dwindling downwards on the empty patches,
Barren warfields where I exhaled.

The enticing floral rain, the vermilion of the soul
The pale old man with the raincoat is watching me
I turn.

Bring me deliverance, old man
The joy of my ultima, the ****** of my being
For you watched me ultimately,
For death cheers for me from the sidelines.

Bring me deliverance, for the caress of the end
Is my valentine.

Days pass like shooting stars flying across the sky.
I wait for the day I can kiss your face and call you mine.
When we are together we make time fly.
I want you to someday be my valentine.

I know we aren’t perfect but we always work through it.
No matter what we go through and how much we fight.
You always fill my hearts pit.
And make me sleep happily at night.

I love you more than words can tell.
Always have and always will.
You have me under your spell.
Because you have my heart still.

I love you forever and ever and always.
Till the very end of my days.

She smelled like the dirt,
The deep rich of earth,
The water and the air,
The carbon and the mirth.

She looked like the sky,
Her head lifted high,
Clouds in her features,
Birds passing by.

She tasted like the stream,
The water cold and clean,
With the fauna and the falls,
She was all in between.

She sounded like the night,
The wisp of bats in flight,
The chirping of the crickets
Before the morning's light.

She felt like trees:
Strong, but in the breeze,
Swaying to the music
Only heard by me.

i am shattering within as my heart breaks again. how long before i get over and begin to feel sane. lost in thoughts, of the time together. where did i go wrong? what did i do to deserve such heartache? you were just with me for a sake, lying each day...how did i trust you? you no less than my first, a fake. i wish i could pull out that mask off, just to see the real you. but you assured that you are not like the rest. won over my trust, did your best...i just ponder and wonder, why my heart trusts so easily...it's valentine's day tomorrow and my tears just drown me in sorrow. it's ok, perhaps its a lesson learning time for me...i hope oneday you rollback your albums and see...maybe you would remember me or whatever, just burn the memories, the album, photos as if you've burnt me!!


©sim