This Is the Day of Lovers

This is the day of lovers..

Those searching for their beloveds

Each carrying their rose..

Red the color of cherry

And words the color of heartbeats..

They exchange love and brevity of speech..

I love you.

Who will guide me to the lover of the rose

And who carries sweet words

My rose has waited

While I wander through twisting alleys

Moving among eyes

Searching for the scent of a loving woman

And a place where whispered words were heard

And a shawl the wind carried far away

To be a signpost on the lovers’ path

Who will guide me, for the roads have scattered me

The place is still the place

And the scent is still the scent

And the sea still sips pearls and magic from the blueness of her eyes

And her black hair still lends the night its cover