I gather thoughts and so engage;
By letters formed upon the page-
To write of Secrets from Hearts Domain;
Those feelings warm, in Sweetest pain.
To relate the Girl with Nature\'s Store;
By Analogy\'s fill and Sentiments pore.
So I sing of Twilights in August days;
Your Temper matched by Forest Ways.
An Oft fayed Cliche for your Eyes;
The Warming Sun when on the Rise.
The Twinkling Stars that duly knew;
A Kindred Spirit of brighter Hue.
A Girl as free as the Wind that Sails;
Through Patchwork Fields and upland Dales.
With Breathless tones the voice implies;
Of Winding Brooks and Flowing Sighs
Through full soft lips I\'d fain unite;
With Roses Pink and Peonies bright.
These colours grand of the Poetry kind;
I\'d paint of you straight from the Mind.
But If laid out in Humble speech;
I\'d get confused - words out of reach.
For in my Simple Clumsy Way;
I\'d struggle hard what\'s plain to say.
So forget the Poems , here\'s something NEW-
In Modest Words : I Love You.