Sweet Valentine
Whatever I say
Whatever I do
Be it right
Be it wrong
‘T is not the outside
Though your countenance
Is of unsurpassed fairness
Your inner radiance
Is your well kept secret
And can only be observed
In those rare moments
You lower your guard
And that starlight lights
Your heavenly eyes.
Having seen
I lost my freedom
And never will love
Any other woman than you
Sweet Valentine
Hein S.
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