Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so carefully written
As life is craftily laden.
The hope of lovers,
With the fear of fevers.
The joy of new breath,
With the anguish of death.
The story isn't over quite yet,
Characters we haven't met.
The twisted road to life
Is sometimes paved with strife.
I can only tell you my story,
With you as my friend,
Just a tale of you and me
Till that last page says,
"The end."
As I lay here in the dark by your side,
You bring me great love, and I feel great pride.<
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<A person who will listen and not condemn,
Someone on whom you can depend.
They wi
When I am born, you are here
In your eye, I see a tear
Time flies and already I'm
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
You came as a ray of light,
Made my life cheerful and bright,
Showering your affe
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
Before I became strong, I knew what it was like
To be weak,
How difficult it is t
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
