|I'm far too shy to tell you that I love you
And far too young to know if it is true.
I only know I'm always thinking of you
And hoping that you're thinking of me, too.
My feelings are a wave that has no shore,
Reaching, reaching for what's never there.
All I am is yearning, yet what for
Is far too frightening for me to dare.
But this day of love might be a chance
To see what kind of fortune might be mine.
And so I take a plunge into romance
And ask you: Will you be my valentine?
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon