O,my Valentine ; so sweet indeed,
fairest among all the lad I have see,
like the sun which warms up the day,
or like the moon that I mourn for light,
for you alone is my guide,
As I held you in my arms,
your tiny waist, then I lift you up ;
light as a feather,
We held hands, in which I consider
as a hand such delicate as yours are unworthy of mine to own,
your lips that glitters red as cherry
cant fathom to hold on anymore dearly,
my darling; my sweet valentine,
your voice in which I hear;
cant compare cant even share,
for your voices that I love to hear;
everytime is mine alone.
©ellesse
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