At first, there was a
man, without a face;
A way to kill the pain, and have some fun,
I had a little time,
and you, the place,
I knew not then,
your love would equal none.
Sometimes a kiss, may
only be a kiss,
Perhaps it blooms, becomes the something more,
And you became the one, to claim my bliss.
Your smiling eyes,
for me, an open door.
Now knowing years,
may dampen feelings new,
From yesterday till
now, though time has passed,
My passion's flame
remains, alive, for you!
I only hope our
"we" is meant to last --
Although you didn't
see, right from the start,
Remember, that day,
I gave you my heart.