My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man staring back at me.
The face I recognized,
But he had hair of gray, and there were wrinkles around the eyes.
I waved. I rubbed the mirror with my sleeve.
No matter what I tried, he simply wouldn't leave.
This can't be me, I thought. I am much more svelte.
Just look at the way the belly hangs over his belt!
I also thought it was very queer.
The hair stopped growing atop his head and was growing out of each ear!
Who was this imposter, and what is he doing there,
this man of age with silver in his hair?
Why is my mirror doing this to me?
Having this old man staring back at me?
Laid my head upon your chest
Your arms encircled me,
It was, My Love, as if we we
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?
You poison me with your eyes,
Your lips curving, drawing me in.
How can you trust
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
I'm so sorry I missed your birthday.
A special day, I know it's true.
But birthda
Over time we've developed something extraordinary,
That will last forever because we're b
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
Words simply can't describe
My feelings for you,
For my feelings are so many,
When The World Turned Upside Down
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
an
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
