To whisper these words on valentines I wrote this from my purest side To the lady whom dressed to the nines I did struggle to write these lines It would take me on a happy joyride To whisper these words on valentines I love to watch how the hair shines As the sun sends rays from outside To the lady whom dressed to the nines Pages are made from the fibers of Pines Quill weaves as my fingers guide To whisper these words on valentines Let me buy the richest wines Lit up some candles on the bedside To the lady whom dressed to the nines You are beautiful more than my poem defines My inner butterflies have been multiplied To whisper these words on valentines To the lady whom dressed to the nines