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
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
She had looked for his coming as warriors come,
With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca
