If I could write a poem,
I would write it just for you.
But I cannot write a poem,
So what am I to do?
If I could write a poem,
I would tell you lots of things,
Of love and happiness
and the joy your friendship brings.
But I cannot write a poem,
So you will never know
Just how much I love you,
And now I have to go!
Rain, rain, go away,
Because of you, the pain will stay.
Slit my throat, cut out
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
My eyes meet his,
Our hands touch,
Then our lips,
We are no longer on ear
It's only through mistakes we make
We learn where we went wrong.
It's only when w
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
When The World Turned Upside Down
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
an
First time we met,
We smiled laughed and played,
By the big Oak Tree in the back,
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
A person who will listen and not condemn,
Someone on whom you can depend.
They wi
