A woman's heart is deeper than an ocean...
And as rich as the seven seas...
For it is an infinite supply of inspiration and feelings...
The real bounty is at the bottom of that ocean...
If you manage to get there...
You will have found the treasure of happiness...
Once you do that...
Don't let go of it...
It can be the treasure of your life...
Start by sailing on the universe of her eyes...
Until you reach the ocean of her heart..

It is a clear night...
On the chilly side...
I can see the stars over the mountains...
Can't really fall asleep...
The mountains seem to have a magic effect on me...
They are majestic...
I feel in awe when seeing them...
Like your eyes...
They are magic..
How I wish I was hearing your voice right now...
That sweet melody would work like a lullaby for my soul...
Then I could fall asleep and dream of you...
I hope I can dream of you regardless...

It was a chilly day today...
Your backyard felt warm and inviting...
And it was not the fire pit...
It was the warmth of your eyes and your company...
Your eyes are the fire pit that warms my heart...
And your company the fire for my soul...
I just don't like you...
I adore you...

Your hand is the only hand I want to hold...
Together we can conquer the universe...
I don't know if you will let me hold your hand...
I just have to tell you...
If you do...
Be advised...
I will never, ever, let you go...
For the first time in my life I understand what asking for someone's hand in marriage means...
I'm afraid the only thing I will be able to speak if I ever hold your hand is...
"Will you marry me"...
I love you...
You just can't imagine how much...

The world is a beautiful place...
With so much to see and appreciate...
I could spend days watching the birds and the clouds...
Soaking in the rain...
Being pampered by the wind...
Mingling with the flowers and the trees...
Listening to the stars and the moon...
Yes, the world is a beautiful place...
I did discover, however...
The world is even more beautiful when I see it reflected in your eyes...
Time stops when that happens...
Even the clocks stop running...
Imagine how sweet that moment can be...
Me enjoying the beauty of the world through your eyes...
On a timeless moment...
That I want it to last for an eternity...

If I could write music I would probably compose majestic pieces..
Inspired by the spark of your eyes...
For they are an universe of inspiration...
Your smile, so welcoming and sweet...
But Alas, I can not write music...
If I could...
I would be a famous composer....
But I promise to keep writing poetry for you...
Forever...
Even if your heart went after a different composer...

I am a year older...
Says the calendar...
It is all the same, really...
For I lost track of how many calendars I have seen...
Maybe the calendar is trying to avenge the other fellow calendars I've ignored for so long...
The truth is...
I lost track of time after I met you...
And, yes, it is my birthday...
But I don't count how many years I have lived...
From now  on, I will only count the number of  years it will take me to  forget you...
For you misled me...
You made me believe you had feelings for me...
And you used me...
Who knows how many birthdays I will have to endure before I'm finally over you...
Today, I will sit here, with a candle...
Not even a cake...
And will sing...
Happy birthday to me...