Post a Valentine's Poem

Although our love is over, it remains
An unfrequented garden in my heart,
Its beauty quite inseparable from pain,
A wilderness where once was willful art.

I hope a little piece of you is still
Reserved for me, a place you may not go,
But where my room, untenanted, can fill
A moment with my music, sweet and slow.

There are no wishes like a former lover's
That from the dark, repentant night must shine.
And so though we have both moved on to others,
I send you from afar this Valentine.

(Writer Unknown)

Be My Valentine

I knew it was love at first sight the night
I felt Cupid's arrow pierce my heart. Please
be my Valentine not just for one day but
forever and always. Ours is a true love
that will last as long as the stars shine
in the sky and the ocean hurls wave
after endless wave on the sandy beach
and rocks.

Be my Valentine for you are the one I
desire most and who sets my soul on fire
every time we see each other. Nobody
else will do because we were destined for
one another from the very start.

Librarianwannabe

My Heart Aches For Your Love

Since we split up and you went away
on that fateful day my heart aches for
your love. What can I do or say to make
you change your mind, so you'll come back
to me? My heart is broken in two and is
yearning to be by your side once more.
I'll do anything I must to restore your
faith in me and trust in me and to also
stop this burning up that I feel inside.

My soul is on fire with an endless desire
as my heart aches for your love. I go to
bed every night and wake each morning
missing seeing you there beside me. If
you could see it in your heart to give me
just once more chance, I know that we
would be able to rekindle the spark in
our romance. My heart aches for your
love and it won't feel right until we are
together again once more.

Librarianwannabe

A Prisoner Of Your Love

My heart is a prisoner of your love and you
hold the key to unlock the bounds and shackles
with your love. I yearn and wait until you return
to my side once more. For each moment we are
apart seems like an eternity into everlasting
darkness amd total despair devoid of any and all
hope of ever being around you again and seeing
your smiling face. My heart and soul aches with
a very great pain each time we depart and go
our separate ways. For life without you tackles
and sacks my spirit like a Quarterback being
hit by a huge Defensive Lineman or a runaway locomotive train.

I don't feel whole or complete but instead I have
a real gap deep inside of me that wants and needs
you like an addict does for their next fix. Yes I
admit that I am a prisoner of your love and
it wil not get any better until we take our
place side by side. I know that you care for
me as much as I do for you and it will always
remain that way forever and ever. And if it
were possible I would reach up into the dark
nighttime sky above and bring down to you
the Moon and Stars as my gift to you. A
prisoner of your love.

Librarianwannabe

My Heart

Please be careful with my heart. It's the
only one I have. I give it to you as a token
of my love. There is not enough spoken words
to describe how deep my love is for you.
You hold the key to my happiness in your
hands. Please don't let my heart break apart
and cause me pain and sorrow.

I've been down that bumpy road of life several
times before. And it's always hard to face
tomorrow when your only friends are misery
and strife. My heart and yours can beat as
one if our love for each other is really true.

Librarianwannabe

HEARTS WERE MADE TO GIVE AWAY

Hearts were made to give away
On Valaentine's good day;
Wrap them up in dainty white,
Send them off the thirteenth night,
Any kind of heart that's handy--
Hearts of lace, and hearts of candy,
Hearts all trimmed with ribbands fine
Send for good St. Valentine.
Hearts were made to give away
On Valentine's dear day.

Annette Wynne,c.1947

LadyClare
it's a charming piece of verse - where's the "unknown" author found?

If a love is meant to be,
nothing can stand in its way.

Whether it comes from one who has loved many times
or it is some one smitten for the very first time.

Whether the love flows both ways between lovers
or is single-sided. Unrequited.

If love is meant to be,
nothing can stand in its way.

(Alright , don't laugh, I just sat down and wrote this off the top of my little "Valentine" noggin')

to lift the veil, one needs a bride

standing there
on the corner of Bond
back against the wall
an apple in my hand
and nothing between me and my
happiness across the street
not even time

eyes fixed on the door
open close open close
the bees they do swarm
this warm summer's day
but the buzz of the town
I do not fear, for my mind
is fixed on the queen

this morning she left
while I was adream
just a glimpse of her calves
hopping by on a song
I saw that light dressed
and float out of the room
to groom the day's dares

thus my penitence began
when the scent of the night
and her pj's soft touch
that such hunger awoke
stirred emotions deep
of a love long loved
since beginning of time

she delivers a pizza
drops off an old lady
and directs all traffic
in her stern uniform
how sexy she looks!
working the road in jeans
and sweatty shirt

visions of the night
wraught in passionate delight
don't compare at all
to what you see
when you break the fast at five
naught but dreams all day
I could eat her alive

so there, by surprise
like the very first day
a chill wind and a rush
as she comes through the door
and hastens her dance
to reach me her love
and receive her kiss

we take our hands
and together we float
along silky roads
to see the chinaman string
a note on his bow
and loose ourselves
in a city of laughter

the beggers on Bond
now all dressed in pink
what a begger I was
and with small alms content
before at one glance
lifted I was, from rags
to the riches of her

Hearts WEre Made to Give Away
by Annette Wynne c.1919

Hearts were made to give away
on Valentine's good day
Wrap them up in dainty white
Send them off the 13th. night
Any kind of heart that's handy
Hearts of lace & hearts of candy
Hearts all trimmed with riband ffine
Send for good Saint Valentine
Hearts were made to give away
On Valentine's dear day.

Melting Concrete

His heart beneath the skin and bone
Is porcelain ice and beats too slow.
If pierced it would not bleed but she
Can warm the knife with whispering.

Can melt his blood with velvet words
That boil his lust with poison urge.
An angel speaking poetry
A drink of liquid symphony

A dance in evening gardens sweet
With haunting looks and naked feet.
Milky moonlight falling wet
On flowers moist with summer sweat.

Marble gods stand stiff and wear
A blushing smile and glassy stare.
Above, the stars blaze silently
Devouring every word she breathes.

Lingering long in language deep
In fevered moans and perfumed sleep.
And so her fire can lick his blood
And change the concrete into flood.

((LadyClare)) your poem 'Although our love is over..' is beautiful and poignant.. I can identify exactly with that thought.

Love is true
Love is blue
If I could give a rose
I'd give it to you.

What it is

It is nonsense
says reason
It is what it is
says love

It is calamity
says calculation
It is nothing but pain
says fear
It is hopeless
says insight

It is what it is
says love

It is ludicrous
says pride
It is foolish
says caution
It is impossible
says experience

It is what it is
says love

Erich Fried

-Translated from the German by Anna Kallio