But I Do

[Okay, if you follow my blog you know I already posted this poem there back on Valentine's Day. Since it was started on a Thursday night during the time we were supposed to be having an Altoids meeting, and because Kim inspired me with her belated Valentine's poem, I'm reposting it here. Interestingly, its theme isn't too far off from that of Kim's poem.]

With words, sweet words — the currency of the day —
He tells how you’ve won his heart.
Giving roses, dozen roses — Earth’s love letters loaned —
He says he’ll always, ever be true.

And maybe,
By the swoons, the gasps, the thrills,
It’s justified.
The symbols are so sweet because of
What they signify.

But allow me to observe a few pertinent facts:
All but the mute can speak words of love to you.
‘most anyone with arms can place blossoms in your hands.
But is it not much easier to say than to be true?
How soon will his love’s flower falter
In the heat of life’s demands?

Ah, but not every guy,
In his heart of hearts,
Adores, loves, worships,
Thinks on, hopes for, dreams of,
Leads, follows, stands side by side with
You.

No, it isn’t every man that
Lives his life for you.
But I do.
I do.