Silke Lance
Oct 19, 2004, 05:47 AM
For You
I wanted to write you
that special poem
The one to steal your heart
I wanted to write
The poem that says all there is to say
Yet I don’t know where to start
To adequately put into words
Just what you mean to me
Is not a very easy task
But I tell myself you need to see
The meaning of my actions
The intentions behind the "me"
I wanted to say
That I love you so
Yet it sounds just all too common
I wanted to say that
I hope you know
Your happiness is all I’ve ever wanted
I wanted to say
That you’ve lifted me
To new heights, to new dimensions
I wanted to say
That you’ve made me smile
And laugh without hesitation
I wanted to tell you
That I cherish you and
The moments we spend together
To tell you that
All the things that Ive wished for in the past
With you have turned out so much better
I wanted to tell you
How you brighten each day
And how you enhance each night
To tell you that
You take all the wrongs
And somehow know how to make them right
I wanted to say
That you have your faults though
And I know I’ve mine too
To tell you I’ve found
That the pro’s far outweigh
Any harm the cons could ever do
I wanted to say
You make me smile
And at times you make my heart sing
I wanted to tell you
So that you could know
Just how much that really means to me
I wanted to say
I don’t know what to think at times
I don’t know if I even should
And to say that
I just love how our relationship grew
A step at a time....It was all so good
So, I guess all that
I’m trying to say
Is Thank You....Just for you
Im trying to say
What it all boils down to
Is Sweetheart....I love you!
+Steven Curtis Lance
Oct 19, 2004, 12:31 PM
I wish I had a printer (I have never gotten around to getting one...)! I would print this out and carry it around with me in my pocket, always. I do that with some things of yours; I'm afraid some of them are getting all worn-out... But I want to keep this poem close to me always. After I visited with you, I guess I lay down on the couch... and I JUST woke up with Fred purring on top of me and the Internet connection down for hours. I had cranked up the furnace, and it is nice and warm in here, and has apparently been raining all this time. So, now I debate whether to brave it to Starbucks (definitely in the car with a raincoat to and from); it's supposed to pour all day. Well, maybe this way we won't have the fires of autumn. Maybe we will have wildflowers instead! My violets will leap right up, I know that.
Thank you with all my heart for this poem, for your love, for accepting me as your husband, my dearest darling little girl. You stay with me now and get well, promise me.
I am looking forward to visiting with you again. Lulu says their hardback option has a cutoff of 560 pages at present, so that lets me out; that would make Collected Poems two volumes at double the price. I will just make a nice sonnet-book of few pages, one to a page, maybe, to give for gifts and have for signings. Something like that for the hardback. Their perfect bound softbacks are fine anyway. And two are on the way to you! One zip zip zip and one just zip. So I hope the zip zip zip one skippity-doo-dahs over there quick, skips like a stone on the sea to you from me.
Now that I am awake, I will take all my meds and see if I can write something. I love you! Thank you for this poem! Please think of me, and know I am thinking of you...
Always
Always
Always
Remember, I am your boy.
*~Amin mela ile~*
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