Sentimental Solitude Poem by Cecil Mae Elemino

At this certain moment of time
I can't think anything so fine
Not fond of showing love in mime
This day I will make love poems rhyme

I don't call myself radical
I'm just being superficial
Thoughts of you are so magical
This makes may passion not usual.

Paradise! Yes it seems to be
I found it when you look at me
As beautiful as what I see
A great art work you are to me

Without you even noticing
Less I will count of everything
Just you, for once I am seeing
Great happiness you are bringing

Should I thank the ones who raise you,
Or praise God for giving me you?
There's no one I should tell this to
In fact, I spell love Y-O-U

I love you, so easy to say
But hard to give in anyway
I prayed for your heart that someday
Destined to find mine, come what may!