Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
And rise and sink and rise and sink again;
Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone;
Yet many a man is making friends with death
Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.
It well maybe that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for release,
Or nagged by want past resolution’s power,
I might be driven to sell your love for peace,
Or trade the memory of this night for food.
It well maybe. I do not think I would.
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
What Your Friendship Means To Me
your friendship means the world to me
I've never met someone else like you
you me
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
Baby, when you hold me, my emotions makes it clear
Just how much you mean to me while we
Wings of wax will melt and fall apart,
But what if they are a true reflection of what's i
Where did you get such a dirty face,
My darling dirty-faced child?
I got it from
I remember when I was small and cool,
I was always playing truant from school.
My
In the night
I hear your voice,
but try to fight
to keep my noise.
<I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
Not a day goes by
that I don't wish you knew how much I love you.
Not a day goes
