It should be a song, your Valentine,
full of laughter and a sweet splash
of all those things the world holds dear
one where you walk on the cusp of womanhood,
radiantly dressed in a sleeveless sundress
printed with fresh-cut, pink roses
from creation's first Spring.
It should be a song
sprinkled with the croonings of life long love
or the bittersweet riffs of a painfully short romance
one where you step forward out of the moonlight
your unkempt hair in free fall about your face
and your outstretched hand offering a bouquet of dreams -
one where you are forever you.
It should be a song.
Dedicated to Jenny
Copyright © 2004-2007 by the authors
This is nice, Dors. I think Cyn is doing the preparations. I am too busy sweeping. j/k
Posted by: Night Bird | March 26, 2006 at 12:04 AM
ah dear Dors, thank you so much! It was worth the wait. ;) it's so beautiful and so meaningful. you are a true prince and a wonderful poet. and you make me feel so special. thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Posted by: jen | March 30, 2006 at 12:04 PM