YOUR cheeks are pinker than the rose,
Your eyes are bluer than the skies;
Than you no fairer blossom grows,
In you all earthly sweetness lies.
Without you life were drear to me,
I dream of you the night long through;
Oh, sweetheart! hear my humble plea:
Please let me hook your waists for you.
Your voice is sweet as song of birds,
Your eyes would shame the stars above;
There is no power in written words
To truly tell you how I love.
When I 'm with you I 'm trouble free,
But absent, desolate and blue,
Darling, I pray you'll hear my plea:
Please let me hook your waists for you.
YOUR cheeks are pinker than the rose, Your eyes are bluer than the skies; Than you no fairer blossom grows, In you all earthly sweetness lies.. infatuation........ a fine poem. tony
A lovely poem with a plea for the poet's love to always be next to them!
The poet is dead, and I hope that what he wrote here, had changed into true love till the day he died. A Valentine is temporary, but true love in a marriage stays until one of the two would die. CONGRATULATIONS to his family for being chosen as the Modern Poem of the Day. Hurray! Most deserving poem..A wonderful Valentine poem.
Joy in the company of love and gloom in isolation are usual in lover's life! Nice Valentine plight!
'There is no power in written words To truly tell you how I love'.... Well, I'd say he did a pretty good job! This little gem tugs at the heartstrings. Fitting as POD, with Valentine's Day approaching.
Great valentine song with intense emotions describing her beauty mesmerizing the lover.
Pinker than the rose! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
as i understand this poem, there's attraction ready to burst in the restrained but humorous refrain, please let me hook your waists for you. -gk but, wait a sec, why waists not waist? -g
There is no power in written words Worthy words for lovers to exchange To truly tell you how I love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful valentine's verse- When I 'm with you I 'm trouble free, But absent, desolate and blue, Darling, I pray you'll hear my plea: Please let me hook your waists for you. /// O O Valentine You are only mine////