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
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Just Who You Are Its Important
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
