somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which I cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though I have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully, mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me, I and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
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They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,
When I see you wal
I've never been the type to say what I feel
So basically I keep everything inside
Relationships are like lemons,
sour but sometimes sweet,
a kiss is like a cherry,
Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,
Your hand in mine, never losing faith.
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
Life may not let me select my lot,
But whether I'd be happy or not...
That is my
