For the guys…
Don’t promise her the world
She just wants to hear your words
She doesn’t need your bank account
Just your love is what it counts
Not the highest mountain
But a treat from a soda fountain
Don’t recite a Shakespeare sonnet
Just speak of love, just as she wants it
Not all the stars that beyond her reach
Whispers in her ears is like the highest pitch
She doesn’t care for the wide blue sky
Just your soul be with her leaps her heart as high
Not the gold, not the money
Just be bold and call her honey
She doesn’t wish for a mansion or a palace
Just hug her each day, and this is a must
For the gals…
Don’t ask him for the world
Try to listen to his words
You don’t need his savings account
Isn’t his love all that counts?
He surely can’t bring you even half of a mountain
Just take a walk with him and watch the fountain
Don’t expect him to be a poet reciting all the Love Sonnet
His love though he can speak of, you must listen as he means it
Don’t aspire for stars or diamonds to inspire
If he whispers in your ear, you might turn to a “live wire”
Don’t ask for the sky, it’s your soul to take him there
You will know should you prefer as in his eyes it’ll appear
Don’t drool over gold nor demand for a “bling”
Not everything to be valid can be proven with a ring
Doesn’t matter if you live in a mansion or palace
Only with his hug, you’ll ever know how you could last
(04-2007)
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