Searching For The Words Poem by Daniel Sims

roses are red and violets are blue,
the old cliche of the valentines day blues,
but this poem's different and so are you,
hence it's written from me unto you
the sun rises and falls each day,
dying to an ember in the cold winter sky,
until it rekindles, but that's not it,
i'm still searching for what to say,
here we go, i'll try again:
a few lines of contorted verse,
could not begin to explain the feelings,
i harbour for you. no, that won't do. s**t.
i told her i was no good at this,
but like a woman she insisted, with her
sly smile and a wink. Bingo! i've got it,
ready, nor am i! i love you, simple.