It is true that love and romance are all around us during the month of February. I suppose it could be my age, but I have a tendency to hang on to those old poems and pretty dainty things, when it comes to romance. I would most likely be thought of as a bit old fashioned, a dreamer or a romantic. I read poetry, create lovely gifts, make pretty Valentine cards and "spread the love" wherever I like. St. Valentine's day is a grand excuse for sending out expressions of "I care about you" love......
Beauty by: Alfred Tennyson
Oh, Beauty, passing beauty! sweetest Sweet!
How canst thou let me wast my youth in sighs;
I only ask to sit beside thy feet.
Thou knowest I dare not look into thine eyes,
Might I but kiss thy hand! I dare not fold
My arms about thee-scarcely dare to speak.
And nothing seems to me so wild and bold,
As with one kiss to touch thy blessed cheek.
Methinks if I should kiss thee, no control
Within the thrilling brain could keep afloat
The subtle spirit. Even while I spoke,
The bare word KISS hath made my inner soul
To tremble like a lutestring, ere the note
Hath melted in the silence that it broke.
