28 April 2012
Flowers are really sweet, So as chocolates too, Gifts are truly thoughtful, And so are you!
How do I want a real date? A bouquet of roses? Box of chocolates? A candlelight dinner? What is there to hate?
How important, are all these, Your presence, Ishouldn't miss. Overwhelmed, how greatful as it seem, How could I even hate someone like him.
I closed my eyes, I smile, Our love so true, I paused for a while.
It's him I'll stare, With him I will share, Together as a pair, That's all I truly care.
KrishnaDavid Poetry2012
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