How can I thank you?
Let me count the ways ..
Shall I thank you by words,
Shall I thank you by words,
Via mail and letters,
Or through sex ?
If the way is by words,
There's one that only matters,
You are in this world a REX!
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How can I thank you?
Let me measure the scopes ..
Shall I describe you as the sea,
Shall I describe you as the sea,
The open-up Ocean,
Or the high Alp's Mounts?
If I'm to denote what is 'u' to me,
I confess that you're as a potion,
Heals everything in front, and what surrounds!
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How can I thank you?
Let me dice the luck ..
Shall I compare you to Two,
Shall I compare you to Two,
Heaven the Cherisher, Earth the mother,
Or to Eight, the not yet divulged sin?
If I ought to compare something to you,
I choose a dearer word: a moulder,
That shapes my world in a tiny tin!
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How can I thank you?
Just choose a form ..
And I'll be happy to dedicate it ..
To You!!
2 comments:
I don't want to be in the shoes of the person you're thanking. ;-)
I'm sure he'll be so embarrassed and flattered. I'd be curious to know how he'll respond!!!
But I can comment about the poem you wrote. Without knowing the person you're writing to, or the reason behind the thanks, it's so captivating.
And what's nice, is that you can actually read it and it can be applied to many occasions and many persons.
It's like when you hear a song, and you feel that it concerns you, it talks to you, "it sings you" (to quote one of your posts!), even if it was written for someone else, and the real topic is so different from what you imagined it to be.
That's always what happens with masterpieces.
That's what only a real artist can do: write something... and reach so many people... who have different dreams, different problems, different feelings.
Thanks my friend because you always put so much beauty in front of my eyes.
You fascinate me with your writings.
Keep going.
And I guess that what you wrote is more than anyone can hope for as a show of gratitude. I'm sure that your eyes expressed so well your feelings.
When an action surpasses a feeling ..
When a feeling captivates a mind ..
When a mind holds one thought ..
When the thought blurs the vision ..
When the vision regains its clarity ..
When sight commences to translate what he've captured and perceived ..
When sensation is added to the image ..
When we search for a utensil to scribble down the image ..
When we find the pen ..
When we find the right buttons ..
One writes, then!
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Just one has to discover his Muse.
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Thank you for your comment.
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