You're kissable and cuddly;
You're lovable and sweet;
You thrill me every minute,
And sweep me off my feet.
You're charming and disarming,
Desirable and true.
You inspire and impress me,
And that's why I love you!
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A Plain Old Kiss
Some people need a peck or two;
For others a simple smooch will do;
Too many, a graze will stimulate;
A few may want to osculate.
And then, there are those who need a smack;
For flowery words they have a knack.
But all I want from you is bliss,
Which you can give me with a plain, old kiss!
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Wildflowers bloom on a mountainside,
As icy waters on their tumbling ride,
Flow in haste to meet the Sea,
On a cycle that will always be.
Cycles, cycles everyplace,
Even in my life, I face,
The fact that cycles often race
With no regard to proper pace.
So I was born and grew up fast,
And now I'm free to love at last,
And need you to complete the chain
Of the cycle that is in my name.
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You don't need fancy jewelry
To make me fall for you.
You don't need a lot of makeup,
To cause me to pursue.
You don't need clothes from Gucci
To make me like you more.
You do not need to put on airs
To make my passions soar.
All you need is honesty,
And a smiling face;
Sincerity and loyalty,
And a warm embrace.
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A one way love can never thrive;
It needs reciprocation.
And so in order to survive
My love needs affirmation.
So throw your caution to the sky,
And let your heart command.
You'll find that it will not deny
A love which must expand.
Come now, to me, with open arms
And sweep me off my feet;
And then display for me your charms,
To make my love complete.
My one way love will terminate
Without your inspiration.
So, therefore, please reciprocate
With no more hesitation.
* * * * * * * * *
Your picture which I have in hand,
By itself could never stand;
For in dimensions, it does lack
The third and foremost of the pack.
It will not kiss me on command;
It cannot love me on demand;
And warmth, it never can imbue
To this poor soul who yearns for you.
Torture me no more, my sweet;
Pictures can't such passions treat;
And if they burn as mine do now,
They need to be relieved somehow.
Thus, to this truth, I do adhere,
That only you, my Doctor dear,
In three dimensions, can you clear
This burning which is so severe.
So fly to me - do not delay;
I cannot wait another day;
And free me from the torments of
This raging three-dimensioned love.
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I smile whenever I recall
The special moments we have had;
Walking always hand in hand
Through the good times and the bad.
Sometimes, I think it is a dream --
The love you give me could not be;
But then when you are in my arms
There's no mistake in its purity.
Whether I'm with you or far away,
My thoughts are always drawn to you
Like a compass needle pointing North
To a love much more than true.
Of all the people on this Earth --
How lucky can a person be;
To have found the likes of you, my love,
With whom to share eternity!
* * * * * * * * *
The fragrance of an orchid
Wafting through the air,
Reminds me of another time,
And of a beauty rare.
The melodic strains of an orchestra
Sailing through the night,
Remind me of another time,
And of a lovely sight.
Associations such as these
Fill my thoughts with rhyme
And I can't help but long for
The poetry of another time.
A time when life made sense to me,
When love was everywhere;
When you and I would dance and dance
While your fragrance filled the air.
Such memories consume me,
And they constantly remind;
That you, my sweet, are in my heart
And forever on my mind.
* * * * * * * * *
A chance encounter of the best kind -
A meeting arranged by fate -
Two souls have come together
Two hearts can now relate.
Exploring has uncovered
A tender love sublime,
Whose roots are strong and deep,
To withstand the test of time.
This much, I know within my heart,
That you are meant for me;
To share with me the joys of life;
Throughout eternity.
So now, I ask with an open heart
Barring my soul to thee;
Will you, dear (NAME), my soulmate
Take a chance and marry me?
* * * * * * * * *
Two birds begin a journey long,
From different points in a far off land;
With a luring urge - in heart a song,
Two novices heed life's command.
As they make their great migration,
Their feeble feet turn to taloned hands;
And the two reach their destination
As seasoned travelers in the southern lands.
Still unaware that the other lives,
Each alights upon the very same tree;
And there the two, as if guided by God,
Fall madly in love and marry.
Thus so it is with you and me;
Two birds which Heaven's winds did blow
To this blessed rendezvous of life,
Like the two Swallows at Capistrano.
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There is a light that shows me the way,
To a secret garden, with a fragrant bouquet,
And as I enter through its welcoming gates,
To savor all that for me awaits -
I can't help but wonder why the light chose me
Why fate gave me the Garden's key.
For whatever the reason, this much I know,
It is a lovely place where I love to go
-
A garden full of life's delights -
Of tenderness and wondrous nights.
A garden in which to nourish my
soul;
A place to go to make me whole
Where the warming light becons me "stay;"
Where always it is Valentine's Day.
Time has shown me this simple truth,
That the light that shines from high above -
That leads me to this garden each day
Is the nurturing light of your infinite love.
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With all love
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