Keep my poems,
Thats what I want.
For its the kindness that counts,
Of happy memories of us talking,
To each other with respect,
While my embracing arms was open widely,
For you to come in my lonesome heart,
While listening to your soft intimately
low voice, and stirring into your pleasurable eyes,
Which dwell in my heart to adore,
While taken by your charm,
That uplift my soul with warmth,
Of a love that's never forgotten
While thinking about you sincerely,
In a caring for better way,
That shows the beauty of your smile,
Which enchants my soul awhile,
With happiness that's filled with lots of love,
Of the sweet memories to remember.