It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
We started as strangers.
We fell and became lovers.
We started with a, "Hi,"
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
Tomorrow's Unrevealed Blessings
Never judge the situation by the appearance
But by the Creator, who has your best interes
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
I see you in my thoughts and dreams.
When I awake, how real it seems.
You aren't
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
