Loveliness has a name,
and so does beauty to...

Some people say it with flowers,
some with diamond rings...

I don't care how your hair looks,
or the clothes you wear...

You have that special something,
thats hard to define...

How do we get what we want in this life.
Is it just luck , a throw of the dice...

Your going to read a poem,
its not on this site...

In a book i am having made,
i have listened and obeyed...

What i feel now has been a distant memory,
of what i felt for you when i was but nineteen...

Back home again but its not the same.
I am nothing without you, so full of pain...

If you divide my poems till the end of May.
Then i have written one a day...

No other woman,
only you...

No delays,
no uncertain answers...