No Valentine
For Ever Est Love
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Your love is like rolling hills, sweetly green
inviting many, calmly asserting, dispassionate
the words tumble easily from your lips
landing softly in many places , I know
because you told me you loved me.
.
My love is Mt Everest, I feared the climb
you urged me. Insistent you nudged me
I fear the difficulty, and crevices
mosy of all I feared the awful cold,
but you loved me, you whispered
.
warm words that blanketed away
my fear of the summit, I let you know
that I was afraid of love,that its ice
had conquered me before and you said
"my love is the endless rolling soft beauty of the hills"
.
You meant it, I wanted it, so I climbed my doubt
even though the back of my mind still couldn't comprehend,
cold claws tore at me,the snow blinding, but finally I made it
then looking across from higher than I'd ever been
I looked into your bountiful places
.
I realized the fool I was, for your valley was
surrounded with the masses of people that
you said "I love you," to, and was never meant to be
more than an honest platonic affection
As the cold crawled inward, I wondered
.
If love would kill, as I heard you beckon
I stopped and in the dreamy numbness
I thought , "no, you love enough people, you don't need me"
before my foolish heart stopped beating I wondered
if you'd ever said to anyone, "I am in love with you.?