Treat a Lady

wake before her,
leave that note that says,
Baby,
I Love You,
sign out in infinite kisses,
a warm day for her you start,
send her that rose,
Red,
Pink,
White,
that the moment suits,
just to put a smile on her face,
give her that unexpected call,
make a feel missed,
take her out,
to the park,
for coffee or that dinner,
make those moments worth a replay,
send her that gift she never thought of,
surprise her time to time,
an angel needs a heart racing,
for a lady a queen is,
to be treated in royal ways,
and simplicity,
and uniqueness wins,
those kisses under pounding sky tears,
embraces in cold nights,
or those play chase,
in the whizzing evening winds,
that brings forth joy,
laughter in treasured times,

what would hurt if,
you served her breakfast in bed?
took her out for that comedy night?
made that visit to her at work,
just to say i love you?

little deeds that mean much,
little actions that break no sweat,

©2011

the lady i saw

through a cracked window i did stare,
down to that dark alley,
filled with shadows,
of figures illuminated,
by the creaky street lanterns,
and on that pavement walked a lady,
beauty in all natural ways,
so untouched it did display,
and onto her hand held a lad,
they spoke with the greatest of joy,
and love showed in their smiles,
and her eyes did shine to each of his word,
and as they disappeared into the night,
i was reminded of my loneliness,
of counting stars at the darkest hours,
and watching the full moon,
and of castles i did build,
in that air.
and a question did rock me,
what if she was mine,
would she have a meaning,
would i say we got the world,
who needs tommorow?
would i open the door for her?
would i be worth her love?