The four candles of my heart
w. peter sanci nov. 8 / 2007
well, well my friends, I just want to tell you about,
something that happened to me a while ago,
that well quite frankly made me want to stand up and shout.
I happened to draw THIS PENCIL SKETCH OF FOUR CANDLES, GLOWNG IN THE WIND,
AND IT REMINDED OF MY LOVE FOR YOU MY DEAR,
HOW MY HEART AND YOURS BECAME ENTWINED.
I THIK OF IT LIKE THE FOUR POINTS OF A COMPASS.
My love can not be measured by an instrument such as an hourglass.
I see my love for you as coming from out of the
North wind, bitterly cold on the outside, but burning with passion on the inside.
Again my love is like the south wind, again blowing cold like ice, but with intensity
That would make a volcanoes sigh.
And still my love for you is like a warm westerly
Wind, that comes in cool and gets ever hotter the more it stays with you.
And finally my love is like that mild easterly
That would make a volcanoes sigh.
And still my love for you is like a warm westerly
Wind, that comes in cool and gets ever hotter the more it stays with you.
And finally my love is like that mild easterly breeze, that comes in and settles in you’re heart forever
w. peter sanci nov. 8 / 2007
well, well my friends, I just want to tell you about,
something that happened to me a while ago,
that well quite frankly made me want to stand up and shout.
I happened to draw THIS PENCIL SKETCH OF FOUR CANDLES, GLOWNG IN THE WIND,
AND IT REMINDED OF MY LOVE FOR YOU MY DEAR,
HOW MY HEART AND YOURS BECAME ENTWINED.
I THIK OF IT LIKE THE FOUR POINTS OF A COMPASS.
My love can not be measured by an instrument such as an hourglass.
I see my love for you as coming from out of the
North wind, bitterly cold on the outside, but burning with passion on the inside.
Again my love is like the south wind, again blowing cold like ice, but with intensity
That would make a volcanoes sigh.
And still my love for you is like a warm westerly
Wind, that comes in cool and gets ever hotter the more it stays with you.
And finally my love is like that mild easterly
That would make a volcanoes sigh.
And still my love for you is like a warm westerly
Wind, that comes in cool and gets ever hotter the more it stays with you.
And finally my love is like that mild easterly breeze, that comes in and settles in you’re heart forever
Author notes
Hi ! It's not really a birthday poem per say, but it
is a love poem that could be considered a birthday poem, Anyways I hope both you and you're mom enjoy it,
A contest entry
- Calling ALL poets!!! by JadalaStar.
400 points, ended November 24, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Anime poems. by karebear.
384 points, ended January 31, 2008, 5 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is a great poem, but uhm, one little tiny question. What does this uhm have to do with any anime? I love the poem, but I'm just wondering.
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Karebear !
Why thanks so much ! I know I put it in the wrong contest ! Please forgive me eh ! -
ears2hearyou !
Why I just want to thansks you so very much for you're very kind words of inspiration here. They have helped me a lot. Many thanks. -
Karebear !
None, actually ! I'm sorry about that !
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lol, no it's not but it is a nice poem. I love how you wrote it.
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H4ardKisses
Why thanks so very much for you're very kind remarks about my poem. I appreciate them so very much. -
crstalbradford !
Hi again, and thanks so very much for you're very kind words about my poem. I appreciate it so very much. -
KADAFIETHAEXPLICATION
Why I just wanted to take a minute to thank you for you're very kind words about my poem. I was just drawing a sketch about a couple of candles, and voila, it practically wrote itself. Again many thanks for you kind remarks about my poem. -
JadalaStar !
Why thanks so much. I practically wrote itself. I was drawing a scketch of 4 candles, and the next thing you know, I had that beautiful poem, which I have written for my beautiful wife. Again, many thanks.
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