I’d give you my heart,
But I’d like to impart,
Having difficulty? I guess I’d say sorta.
Finding the card was a snap,
I got really cute wrap,
But I made a mess when I cut the aorta.
So maybe I’ll get candy.
That really sounds dandy,
And whisper sweet nothings soft and quiet.
But it’d just be my luck,
That you’d just say yuck,
Because you recently went on a diet.
So I simply propose,
To get you a rose,
That a flower’s romantic, I am a believer.
But the way things are going,
You soon will be showing,
Sneezing and sniffling, the signs of hay fever.
So what can I do,
To show how I feel about you,
It’s so bad that I feel just like praying.
When I try to utter,
I just stammer and stutter,
And you don’t even know what I’m saying.
So I have the luck,
To be forever stuck,
With feelings and no way to show ‘em.
So I hope it’s okay,
If I take this way,
And say it all in a poem.
by Geoff Weilert
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To ask you to be my Valentine
I’d have to talk to you,
Something that in all this time
I’ve managed not to do.
I’d have to get past “Hi!” somehow
To show you that I care,
But the right time is never now,
Especially when you’re there.
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No love so strong it needs no sign,
Nor feeling deep it needs no light:
So will you be my Valentine?
Love loves the days that loves define,
When words bring souls to silent sight.
No love so strong it needs no sign,
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To my Valentine, with all my love,
Of whom I cannot say enough in praise:
May my love for you sufficient prove,
Yearning to redeem your caustic days.
Vortices within may drag you down.
Anchor, then, in my serenity.
Love saves some who otherwise might drown,
Embarked alone upon their Galilee.
Nor should you deem your own love not enough
To be the chapel to which I retreat
In search of a pavilion for my pain.
No love is love unless it be a seat
Enchanted, where a stone might weep again.
Poem by Nicholas Gordon
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This day of love I take a vow
To love you well through all the days
Of long and labyrinthine ways:
But I would love you anyhow.
These words bespeak my unbent will
To love despite the passing pain,
Anger, lust, fear, silence, shame:
But without words I’d love you still.
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A Valentine is nothing like
A chocolate or a rose.
For in a week these shall be gone,
But Valentines remain.
If love were always sweet to tongue
Or fragrant to the nose,
Each day would be like Valentine’s,
And we would go insane.
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Will you be my Valentine?
I know that I am yours.
You are like a tossing sea
And I am like your shores.
You are like an endless wave
And I your waiting sand.
And I will wait forever as
You come and smooth my hand.
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Day with no fences,
its all love and dances
its from veteran odyssey ,
to bartenders…to folksy
love grocer try to sell,
but it multiply they tell,
no version,
to love proliferation,
THANK VALENTINE ITS YOURS CREATION
when its sounds,
your heartbeat count,
your heart counts grows,
heart start crowls,
from heart pours,
illict love flow’s,
but dont’t feel shame,
as pioneer are tame,
to clear out that wall,
follow the valentine call,
take her hands today(14 feb) any time,
ask her ” WILL YOU BE MY VALENTINE”
for you ‘V’ dove pray,
its 14 FEB all way
by Peeyush sharma
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