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On this day of love

Red roses and care

I have a message

With you I’d like to share



In the midst of all the students

Through the witness of the staff

And especially to this guy

I address this to his behalf



Through the years of education

And the passes in the hall

I’ve found myself oddly drawn

With every memory I recall



The first my eye caught sight

Of this person I came to crush-on

Forever I was contemplating

About who I was struck upon



Throughout my freshman year

A common image ran

Within my crazed counsel

And this is where it began



Finally the name

In sophomore year I learned

Of this unknown guy

For whom I deeply yearned



And in the revelation

That dormant thought became

Accessed in a new flutter

For simply knowing his name



As juniors though busy

I passed him in adore

And with each excited chance

I fell further more



Now we are seniors

We share two classes

And in 7th period

Happen the most passes



Upon a project

We were to choose

I decided to plan

The break him the news



To help me on the project

I gathered up a crew

And took him home after school

To finish the project too



But as the night ended

And we were sitting in the way

I gracefully got out

And screamed what I had to say



As his face blushed

In finding out my crush

I also revealed to him

Something to further blush



“I have liked you for

More than four years

And finally I can put

Aside my haunting fears



No longer am I afraid

Of your possible rejection

I am telling you now

Of this lingering affection”



And as the night rolled on

We walked in the street

He slowly warmed up

At this sudden meet and greet



In the past four months

As we’ve grown

Through good and bad

Our love has shown



Now Valentine’s is here

And these flowers resemble

A symbolic message

In its black assemble



Each one a passed love

Gone terribly wrong

And now my longest relationship

We’re still growing strong



Here is a single red rose

To represent our love

I hope to only see it bloom

To infinity and above



As the weekend event approaches

Where girls do the asking

I hope not to miss the chance

That I could be basking



And now I ask

In an ecstatic glee

Geoffery Stevens

Go to Sadie’s with me?







Inspired by: / Dedicated to: Geoffery Michael Stevens

Created on: February 14, 2008 – 1010