I love how we
tease each other with
tantalizing words
throughout the day;
like a soft breeze
flirting with the
delicate petals of
new spring.
and then when we
finally, meet at the
end of the day,
there’s magic in
everything, in
the way we gaze into
each other’s eyes.
I especially love
the way our eyes
dance with love.
My Friend, You Know How Precious You Are To Me
Did I tell you I love you?
Did I tell you I care?
Did I tell you I'm happy
<This feeling inside, I cannot hide.
This feeling inside, I can't deny.
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
Life is a series of written pages,
Climaxes and minimum wages.
The words so caref
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
Lo
Hope is in the springtime,
When the first bird of the year chirps.
When the first
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
