I Love You... Poem by Richard Ford Bunuel Whale Carnegie Edison Simon Hitchcock Welles Christ Antunes Rodriguez Kubrick

You Made Me Feel Things
No Other Woman Could
Before You And Since...
I've Felt Lost
In Never Being Able To Regain
What I Had Felt For You
But For Another...
Which Is Impossible...
Because There Is Only One You...
And You Being Unique Upon Yourself
And None Other... You Were Special...
Because I Found Love In You...
And I've Yet To Feel The Same Ever Again.
You Were Special...
Keep That In Mind, Because Its Important.
You Made Me Feel Like A Man
Contact Made In Eyes
Eyes Are Windows To A Soul
The Lids Akin To Drapes
As Mine And Yours Were Open Wide
What Soul I Saw In You Was Epitomy Of All Beauty
Raised To Operatic Heights Of Grandeur
No Delusions Had... Just Fact
Of Beauty You Deny Yourself
For Not Believing Me
And Others Who Have Been Privy
Or Fortunate To Have A Moments Gasp Of Awe
For A Goddess Made Flesh
Touched Down To Earth
On The Maiden Day Of Glory Of Your Birth
Cupid's Arrow Mistook Me For A Cushion
There A Cushion Lays To Rest Your Head In Elation
A Heart Meant For You When Heart Comforts Two
To Forever Rest Your Head As My Heart Beats For You
Because On The Divinist Days Known To All Of Humanity
A Love Developed Like A Picture
Where The Latent Image Was Our Sight
And What Developed Was Our Memory
One For Me... And One For I Love You
A Love So Wide Ranging In Operatics
You Saw Me... And I Saw You
A Love I Felt... And The Love I Cherish
Still To This Day Of Lonesome Ways
One For Me... And One For I Love You
A Scented Rose Petaled Path Made Way For Two
As We Hold Hands Across Lover's Lane
Where Intersect we Two At A Crossing Meant For You
One For Me And One For I Love You
A Rose By Any Other Name
Would Be More Divine To Have Had Yours
And So I Christen A Rose For Every Day Of Our Parting
A Rose Meant For You And Only You
One For Me... And All For I Love You