If I could...
I would build you a house where the walls were made out of roses...
For you deserve to be surrounded by peace, beauty and harmony...
But even if the walls were made out of hundred of fresh roses...
You would be by far the most pure and beautiful of them all...
For you are a true rose...
Your kindness is second to none...
And the sweetness of your eyes can not be found anywhere else...
Now that I think of it...
Being close to you feels like being around 1000 roses...
Such is your beauty and kindness...
And looking in to your eyes feels like watching paradise...
For your eyes have the power to transport me to wonderland...
I just don't like you...
I adore you...

Every wall calendar has comments on days that are either a holiday or a special occasion..
Mine has 'valentine day' written on all 365 days of the year..
And I suppose that is right..
For everyday should be a celebration of the people we love and care for...
Life has to be a celebration of people..
Specially the ones that make our life sweeter..
And brighter...
Happy valentines day..
Today and everyday...

I always wondered why your eyes are so sweet...
And why I feel under a spell of happiness when I see them...
Not in a million years could I find anything as warm, sweet and comforting as your eyes...
Your eyes must be made out of honey...
For their sweetness is endless...
Now that I think of it...
You must be made out of honey...
For your kindness doesn't have any limits...
I say you are made of honey...
And you have a heart of gold...
Imagine that...
Made of honey and gold...
I am really lucky to have looked deep in to your eyes to see the sweet treasure you are...

I want to write a poetry book just for you...
Where every page can take off in the wind...
And fly like a dove...
While looking for you...
Poetry is born from inspiration...
And follows inspiration...
So it is only natural that a poem inspired by you...
Would fly the world just looking for the sweetness in your eyes...
What could be more beautiful than a poem seeing the eyes that gave life to it...

My heart can not speak...
But it does whisper...
It whispers through my eyes...
My eyes become brighter when you are near...
It whispers through my hands...
For  my hands can write poetry when I think of you...
They seem to move by themselves...
But I really believe it is my heart controlling them...
My heart wants to whisper and to write sweet words for you...
If you listen quietly...
You can hear the whispers...
It is whispering the words...
"I love you, you are my reason to live and I adore you.."

To all poetry readers....
I wish you  a good night...
As always I am hoping  your tomorrow will be happier than today... Being happier than the day before is the secret of life...
Not always doable...
But we have to try...
Sweet dreams...

There is no hard drive large enough to store the many sweet memories I got from your eyes...
No screen that can truly show the sunshine of your smile...
And 1000  high definition photographs  can not show the wonderful woman you are...
You are one in a Gigabyte...