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
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.
It tells me how you love me and the word
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
The way I used to smile,
and love our favorite song
The way it felt so right
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
