<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430013" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Memories of St Valentine</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Love is happiness trembling, resembling a rose<br>A lesson of beauty, Still fragrant among the willows, <br>Who for us do weep<br>As now our lips touch only in sleep.<br>Yet like the moon<br>I must to let you go.<br>Until you shine on me in some tomorrow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>True love stories never will end<br>Flowers that will sway and bend.<br>And when my heart begins to break<br>I know that yours will feel the quake.<br>The only truth i know<br>That love will save the show<br>And I desire to be nothing more than in your heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Until forever dies.<br>Or sighs eternally depart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>When love is not madness it is not love<br>Remember our sadness is not from above.<br>All I need is one star in the sky<br>Or her unknown.<br>White dove sent by God to fly<br>On summer breeze by spirit blown.<br>The echo of our love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Softer than any cumulus bed<br>Yet longer than any sunset bled<br>In a thousand summers.<br>I still hear the drummers of our parade.<br>Now in the shade as the sun leaves the vine<br>Memories of St Valentine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kevin+East">Kevin East</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=430013" data-title="Memories of St Valentine de Kevin East" data-description="Love is happiness trembling, resembling a rose A lesson of beauty, Still fragrant among the willows, Who for us do weep As now our lips touch only in sleep. Yet like the moon I must to let you go. Until you shine on me in some tomorrow. True lo..."></div> </div> </div>

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