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
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
I called you late last night
because I needed a friend.
But you, of course, didn'
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
When You Love Someone, It's Forever
When you love someone, you will do anything for them.
If the sound of your voice keeps th
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
