991 To My Valentine.. Poem by V F

To be in love is at times a miserable condition
It has robbed me of my sleep my peace
I have no control over my thoughts
I have no control over my heart
A small thing as your silence
reduces me to a nervous wreck

I am sane no more.
I crave only your presence
Everything about you is beautiful
Why do I feel like closing my eyes
And just feeling you?
I wish I could touch you to see if you are real
But if you touched me
I would just swoon out of sheer pleasure.

When you talk to me oh so tenderly
When you smile only at me and whisper even mundane matters
Why do they turn to intimate secrets meant only for me?

The very thought of not being with you for the weekend
Of not listening to your beautiful voice full of smiles and tenderness for me
Makes me want to cry It is my worst nightmare.
Why do I love you so much that it hurts
I want your love, your friendship, your tender thoughtfulness,
Your compassion and kindness
But more than that I would love to share your burdens
I want your sorrow, your hurt, your pain, your torment
more than your joy, for I cannot bear to see you suffer.

I know we belong to others
Yet, tell me how do I make my heart understand
Which beats only for you
Inspite of my draconian guard, I wasn’t even aware
When it stopped belonging to me

I have tortured myself endlessly
But I shall never stop loving you and shall die if you do
My very beliefs of right and wrong have been torn asunder
How can something which feels so beautiful and so right to my soul be wrong?
I want nothing more out of life that to bask in your love

(01st February 2002)