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Male, 40, Brooklyn, NY
Posted May 10
My sweat. My tears.
Descends like summer's rain.
Winter Springs to envy Fall...
For " this " Autumn of love won't change.
---The HART.
A Rose for a Flower...
A Flower for a Rose...
Plant me in your heart, love...
And watch a friendship grow.
A red rose on blackboards...
Or newly paved streets...
A magnification of wonders...
And beauty...complete.
The rose that grew through concrete...
Now grows through plywood floors...
From splinters of winter to hot coal in the heat...
I commend the heart of yours.
( For holding your grounds )
Let Cupid have his arrows...
Let Santa keep his sleigh...
Allow me, The HART, to possess a sword
And shield...so love won't stray.
Vertical vertebra
In confidence - Stand tall
Head angled upward / Chest outward
Through all and all.
( Stand proud, my rose. )
Sit, my dear love
Take a load off your feet
Red wine and lit candles
And a rose to complete
Each single feeling ( I )
Hold deep within ( Using )
Faith as a method ( As )
Our friendship extends ( To )
Top all high mountains ( To )
Rip through sea floors
A HART's not at home ( If my )
Heart is not yours ( Let's )
Endulge what's forsakened ( And )
Hold love devine
This day and forever...My Sweet Valentine.
" Happy Valentine's Day "
---The H.A.R.T. of hearts.
( The first letter of each line in the poem, from bottom to top, spells LOVE. )
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Posted May 14, 2008
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