Poezie The Shape Of Love

He woke before the sun came up . . . it was a special day,

He wanted to show her he loved her . . . in a special way.

He thought she was so beautiful . . . as she was lying there,

And for a moment all he did was . . . look at her and stare.



Her skin was soft and lovely and . . . her hair was full and fine,

He smiled when thinking of the fact . . . this lady is all mine.

How could a man deserve such love . . . as she did freely give,

Her love had made him realize . . . just what it meant to live.



He planned this day well in advance . . . to show his love for her,

And as he lay and watched her face . . . she made a little stir.

To him she was so precious . . . she meant all the world to him,

So he had planned this special treat . . . and now he must begin.



He slowly got up from the bed . . . as quiet as could be,

He didn't want to wake this girl . . . he loved so tenderly.

He reached into his night stand . . . and he fumbles, then he finds,

Something to remind her that . . . today is Valentine's.



So, quietly he places it . . . beside her sleeping head,

On his pillow next to her . . . on his side of the bed.

Then he tiptoed from the room . . . without making a sound,

Sneaking to the stairway . . . and he silently went down.



It took about an hour and . . . when everything was done,

He smiled at himself thinking . . . this is going to be such fun.

As he let his guard down . . . about making noise and such,

He dropped a pan that made a clang. . . it slipped out of his clutch.



Upstairs, as she slept . . . the sound awoke her with a start,

She looked over . . . and there on his pillow was a heart.

A little heart-shaped piece of candy . . . where his head should be,

And she smiled and wondered . . . what's he doing now to me?



She took the little piece of candy . . . from it's resting place,

Slowly getting out of bed . . . a smile across her face.

Thinking how she loves him . . . and how much he always cares,

She kissed the little heart-shaped candy . . . walking to the stairs.



As she reached the stairway . . . she just smiled at what she found,

On each step a little heart . . . a path leading her down.

As she reached the first floor . . . they continued as a path,

They lead into the kitchen . . . and she gave a little laugh.



She followed them to where he was . . . and saw what he had done,

He smiled and said . . . "You sit here, we're gonna have some fun."

On the table he had placed . . . red roses in the center,

And the table was all set . . . as if it was for dinner.



She sat down to where he said . . . her heart was racing so,

What in the world has this man done . . . she had no way to know.

So, she sat down, her back to him . . . as he began his thing,

Waiting patiently to see . . . what he was going to bring.



First, he brought her grapefruit juice. . . "pink," he said, "for love,"

"At least when I was pouring . . . that's what I thought of."

Then he brought the butter dish . . . the pads were heart-shaped too,

Then he brought her pancakes . . . and they spelled out "I love you."



Then he brought her ham and eggs . . . all shaped like a heart,

And the toast was in that shape . . . so it could play it's part.

Then, he stood back proudly . . . and he said, "it's all for you,"

"It is nothing that compares . . . to all the things you do."



Then he said, "you are my world . . . and I want you to know,

I wanted this day special for you . . . and I love you so."

"I don't know how it's gonna taste . . . but I thought I would try."

Then as she looked at all the work . . . she could not help but cry.



She knew he loved her very much . . . to try to do all this,

But before she started eating . . . she needed a kiss.

She got up from the table . . . and she kissed him tenderly,

"You will never know my love . . . just what this means to me."



"It's not that I don't love you . . . for the things you say and do,

But I love you so very much . . . because you are just YOU."

"How much love can one girl take" . . . she said through teary eyes,

"Thank you so much sweetheart . . . for my Valentine's surprise."