Lady And Not Like Others....

I am the lover... a lover lady, whom adored you... and not like any lady... whom search a bout red rose... or a gift in a valentine`s day... as they pretended... because you are my life... my world... and even more than it... whenever my longing been increase... i sail through your brightness charming eyes... which i see always my aesthetic in your eyes... love you more than my second`s waits... love you more than a widow`s moan... love you more than my heart`s beat... please don`t blame me in your loving... because you are the only whom planted this love inside me... and you are the only who has the rights to reap this love... love you...love you... o whom still not meet... only in my dreams...