Soccer Board Valentine's Day Thread

to my fiery, flaxen-hair lover, Stuart Holden:

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

what is love is it something that i heard
what is love is it a four letter word

does it come from the mind or does it come from the heart

does it bring us together or does it tear us apart


what is love what is love i want to know
i cant wait for leeds to get back to the big show


and quit playing yeovil and shrewsbury and peterborough

This thread has potential to become legendary

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BleedPurpleGold

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One ticket to Liverpool, please.

Sending it to my girlfriend. Will let you know if I get laid.