A Valentine

 

For her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,
  Brightly expressive as the twins of Leda,
Shall find her own sweet name, that nestling lies
  Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader.
Search narrowly the lines! — they hold a treasure
  Divine — a talisman — an amulet
That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure-
  The words — the syllables! Do not forget
The trivialest point, or you may lose your labor
  And yet there is in this no Gordian knot
Which one might not undo without a sabre,
  If one could merely comprehend the plot.
Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering
  Eyes scintillating soul, there lie perdus
Three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing
  Of poets, by poets — as the name is a poet's, too,
Its letters, although naturally lying
  Like the knight Pinto-Mendez Ferdinando —
Still form a synonym for Truth — Cease trying!
  You will not read the riddle, though you do the best you can do.

 

"A Valentine"  
Edgar Allan Poe  

 

Sometimes the true mark of a genius pass us by without we even noticing. Edgar Allan Poe addressed this poem for a very special person in his life. To find out who it was, you'll have to take the first letter of the first line and continue to the second letter of the second line and so on. To help us out, there is a highlighted version of this poem.