The sparkle in your eye,
The warmth of your skin,
Your breath on my neck
That shakes me within.
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
That strength in your stare.
Your kiss on my lips,
Your body near mine,
The stroke of your touch,
Makes everything feel fine.
The beauty of your kiss,
And that magic in your touch.
It is for all these reasons and more
Why I love you so much...
How did this happen I continue to ask?
As I get online waiting for time to pass
Y
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
If one name is but a glimpse of their soul
Then we are simple machines on cruise control<
We sat
And talked
About nothing
I looked
Into
Your eyes
Be The Best Of Whatever Who You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley — but be
When I am born, you are here
In your eye, I see a tear
Time flies and already I'm
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<We are often greatly bothered
By two fussy little men,
Who sometimes block our pa
you have been my friend for a very long time
I asked you to bend and you made a rhyme
