My heart can not speak...
But it does whisper...
It whispers through my eyes...
My eyes become brighter when you are near...
It whispers through my hands...
For  my hands can write poetry when I think of you...
They seem to move by themselves...
But I really believe it is my heart controlling them...
My heart wants to whisper and to write sweet words for you...
If you listen quietly...
You can hear the whispers...
It is whispering the words...
"I love you, you are my reason to live and I adore you.."

To all poetry readers....
I wish you  a good night...
As always I am hoping  your tomorrow will be happier than today... Being happier than the day before is the secret of life...
Not always doable...
But we have to try...
Sweet dreams...

There is no hard drive large enough to store the many sweet memories I got from your eyes...
No screen that can truly show the sunshine of your smile...
And 1000  high definition photographs  can not show the wonderful woman you are...
You are one in a Gigabyte...

I only think of you once a day...
From the moment I wake up...
Until the moment my eyes close for the night...
Then I dream of you while sleeping...
So you are in my mind for just 24 hours...
I wish the days were longer...
But it does not matter...
You have a spot in my heart...
And that means I will think of you for an eternity...

It was a cold winter day...
Gloomy and overcast...
I went for a short walk in the park...
With all the snow on the ground...
The gloomy sky and the trees without a single leaf...
It just looked like the world was black and white...
As if there were no colors to enjoy...
Then I got to talk to you over the phone...
Just by hearing your voice everything changed...
Everything came to life...
The sky displayed the colors of  a rainbow...
The wind became a symphony...
I even heard birds chirping...
By the time I said goodbye I even saw red rose petals being blown in the wind...
Your voice must be magic...
For it has the power of bringing colors to my day...
Even if I close my eyes...

I was always told there are three dimensions out there...
Height, width and depth...
Einstein said there is a fourth one... time...
I say there is a fifth dimension...
The Dimension of happiness...
For whenever I see your eyes...
Or hear your voice...
I feel transported to another dimension...
A dimension where I want time to stop...
And where no matter how high, wide or deep the space...
It is not large enough to contain my happiness...

I am a sailor...
I have an old boat...
With just a sail and a paddle...
No compass, and no radio...
So I can only sail on clear nights...
Guided by the moon and the stars...
With only the wind as my company...
It is a majestic view...
Far from the city lights...
The moon and the stars play a show of light just for me...
And for any other sailor out there...
I want to reach Port Hope...
That's all I have left in life...
Hope...
So maybe the sea and my life are one and the same...
And it does not matter really...
For either sea or land...
My life is guided by the light of the stars...
So my dear reader...
Farewell I say...
For Port Hope I want to find...
I will let you in on a little secret...
You can find Port Hope in all the corners of the world...
No matter where the stars of life take you...
There is always hope...