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 want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,
Decisions to make but can't decide.
Hurt f
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
I'm no longer whole
And sadly neither is he
We've been locked out by pain
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
Our goodbyes meant nothing at all,
because if he's not there, he'll come when I cal
Why did you have to go?
Why did you leave me in the dark all alone?
Why did you h
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
