There’s a girl I know, not well you understand,
Who makes my blood move, my heart leap,
She doesn’t know just how I feel,
Is it a crime to harbour admiration so deep?

The dark eyes, amazing hair,
Skin defining the surface of temptation,
She has the curves that move me,
I live for receipt of her invitation.

Her smile is a thing of wonder,
I love the way her eyes flirt with me,
Her every movement, God’s gift,
And her grace makes me grateful for the things I see.

With Beauty that transcends all others,
And a voice which sings to my ear,
I am entranced by her presence,
To see her no more is my brutal fear.

It’s all that I can do,
Whenever she walks past,
To stop myself from reaching out,
And pull her close to me at last.

Every day I want to tell her,
And make her understand,
But circumstance will prevent me,
From steering my ship towards her land.

You see, to another I am betrothed,
My feelings for you I must keep hidden,
As much as I want to be with you,
Should such a union be forbidden?

But what could I say to you?
For you are not mine,
To let you know that I think of you,
I know –
Will you be my Valentine?



Anon