The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.
But all of the things that belong to the day
Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;
And flowers and children close their eyes
Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
Relationships are like lemons,
sour but sometimes sweet,
a kiss is like a cherry,
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<I saw the stars that shine
When I looked into your eyes.
I felt the pain inside
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
I love you so much.
Please never doubt this is true.
But I'm having such
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
You're the one I most admire
with great intentions and loving desires.
Passion an
I love how we
tease each other with
tantalizing words
throughout the day;
