Silent Valentine

Let me read you this little tale,

of a lover who had to hold his tongue.

Though rest assured that he bears no ail,

for silence more truly his love pass on.

An afternoon walk of unparalleled bliss,

with unprecedented joy she filled his heart.

Life at last has brought him a kiss,

serenity draped his vulnerable cart.

The playful Luna folded her eyes,

as she winked at our harmonious stroll.

The stars danced in an unclouded night,

night breezes brushed our entwining soul.

O my dearest little muse this puzzle be told,

for five years I have since kept secret this piece.

The token of my heart you alone shall hold,

 for perhaps one day –

with half you will my yearnings appease.

Published in: on 15/02/2017 at 12:29 PM  Leave a Comment  

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