Thursday, July 12, 2007

Still Poems

Who are you really, my lovely lady?
Your name, how I long to know it earnestly
Your beautiful face is always on my mind
Why is it only now that you, I only find?
Why that we haven't met before?
Special feelings for you, I couldn't hide no more
That I like you, having courage in telling it
Fate is unfair, this I have regret.
I'm sorry that I'm being persistent
In saying these words I really meant,
That you can be love by me
Eventhough we could never be.
I know this time it's impossible now
Yet in my heart, a promise I will vow
In me, You have a special part
Because there might already someone who owns your heart.


Moment that I am with you
Is something so very special
For your love, all I got to do is woo
And hope now it will be for real.

The simpleness in you, I see
And beauty that is so precious
Reason for a person I've longed to be
To say that I like you, I'm serious.

A chance I have to take
It's with you, I want to share
Do anything for your sake
Show how much I really care.


Now we're far apart because you're distant
Of the bitter memories, it's poignant
When a moment that I have to loaf,
I felt being dreary or just do the scuff.

Prithee that I have wanted to be with you
That I act so queer or being a schmoe
The hurt, I'll find something to assuage
Hoping that in me, I can muster courage.

Long time that I yearn for your love
What I've got to do is beseech from above
Someday, we might meet again, "quien sabe"?
Reason that we never never know, what will be, will be.



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