My heart beat is racing.
Knowing I'll never have my chance.
Chance to kiss your lips.
To be the one by your side.
I'm scared to show you the way I feel.
I take one deep breath.
Hoping I could write the things I wish to say.
I could try for hours.
As I write every word in my mind.
If only I had the chance to call you mine.
Than my world would be truly fine.
Please take this time to truly hear this rhyme.
Become my beautiful Valentine.
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Copyright 2007 By: Richard Tyree