Published September 20, 2008
I may never bring you flowers,
I rather grow them for you.
Any ones you like all I want is your delight.
That smile that has conquered me,
more surely than a note on key.
I knew it then and I know it now,
I'm always blamed when questioned how -
I could be a freak.
I want to hear you play.
I hope you will play for me.
Zyanya.
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aww this poem was so sweet! i would definately be happy if someone i loved sent me this lol, it was short but sweet, and the best poems are always that
I like this poem...it's short, but I think that's okay becuase it's just really simple and sweet...nice job.