Two Of My Lovely Romantic Poems, Whirlwind Of Butterflies... & Be Still My Heart!!!;
Whirlwind Of Butterflies...
When I'm Around You, It's Like A Whirlwind Of Butterflies,
And With Every Glance, I'm Taken, Higher And Higher.
To See Your Beauty, Is To Fall, Into An Exhilarating, Amatory Abyss.
Your Presence, A Sea, Of Most Wondrous Bliss.
The Thought Of You, Alone, Brings, Such Happiness.
Never Have I Known, Such Pleasure, As This.
Your Essence, It Is, Just Drunkening, It's Like, A Spirit To My Soul.
It Intoxicates Me, Totally, Right Down To The Bone.
Your Smile, Bountifully Beautiful, As Delightful As Can Be,
Whenever I See It, Euphoria Comes Over Me.
Your Fragrance, So Redolent, Overtakes Me, Like A Light, Cool, Summer's Wind.
To Describe, Your Beauty, I Can't Even Begin,
For, Such Beauty, There Are, No Words To Capture.
Your Beauty, Simply Spelling, Utterly, It Enraptures,
But It's More Than Just Your Beauty That Makes You, All So, Wonderful.
Your Personality, Pleasant, Pleasingly Personable.
With Such Rapturous Splendor, You Beam.
It's Like, You Stepped, Right Out Of, My Dream.
Everything, About You, Leaves Me, In Rhapsody.
Enamored, I Am, Enthralled, In Ecstasy.
There's Nothing, To Match, Your Magic, Sublime.
Inebriated, Enchanted, I'm Left, Every Time.
You're "Such Heaven", "Pure Perfection", Girl In, My Eyes.
Whenever I'm Around You, It's Like A Whirlwind Of Butterflies!!!
Robert Gardiner
R.G.Love
Second Poem;
Be Still My Heart!!!
I can feel its' rapid pace.
Excitement, it has come over me.
I'm all flushed, in the face.
Your Rapture has taken hold of me;
And this Euphoria, Exhilaration, I don't think will ever stop.
Be Still, Be Still, my pulsating, fluttering heart,
For, we don't want to give the fact away
That we're Head Over Heels, Enamored, Spelled, in every way,
Infatuated, Stupefied, Going, Absolutely, Crazy,
For that smile she might give, the kind words she might say,
For that moment, when time just stills, and we look, at her face,
Falling, into her, deeply, breathing her, into, our soul,
Inhaling, slowly, the Ecstasy which she bestows,
Intaking, her essence, for, any piece of her that we can hold,
Capture, it is, most precious, to us.
We cannot let her see, the fervor, veracity, of our love;
So, be still, my heart, thus, that we may hide
The volume of our love, the feelings inside.
Be still, my heart; Close, your eyes,
Be Still... Be Still... Be Still...
