somewhere I have never traveled, 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 am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
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Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
