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 thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
