Until the night falls and I die, I won?t stop loving you.
Your love: what takes me in and out of reality.
You have the keys to unlock my true feelings inside my heart.
I feel I have nothing inside my heart to hide from you
because you are all that is in there.
I will never stop loving you and know
that I think of us every minute of everyday
and I just want you to know that nothing will ever change
the way I wish, yearn, and think of being with you.
It will be like that Until Night Falls on my heart and I die.
2
You can't can it....
You can't freeze it.
You can't pin it on a board
like a specimen butterfly.
Love can't be contained,
or analyzed,
Love just is!
You can write about it,
and sing about it..
however
the very elusive qualities
which magnetize
one to the other
is not definable,
Love just is!
What it is..
is not, what it isn't.
A field of polarities
playing one against the other.
A moth drawn to the flame,
A bird to the air,
A kiss to the lips,
Love just is!
To bargain with love,
to fight against love,
is to delay the inevitable
to quell the storm
of your being.
Love just is!
3In my dreams was the only place she existed,
The only place she came to life.
As soon as my eyes would close,
She would arrive.
She was the epitome of perfection.
No doubt beautiful,
Sexy, smart and sweet.
Yet never her face did I see,
A mystery woman he was to me.
Every night she would come for a visit,
Simply to be with me.
She would gently stroke my cheek at first,
Then run her fingers through my hair.
She would gaze deep into my eyes,
And hold me tight like a priceless art
She would then play with my hands,
Always being ever so soft and gentle.
He would brush his moist and tender lips
Against mine, then with burning desire,
She would kiss me, truly kiss me.
Yet a mystery woman he still remained to be.
It was while I was sleeping
That I was loved and cherished,
The way every man longs to be.
It was in my dreams when my heart was filled
With love and ecstacy.
My thoughts, wishes, and prayers
She filled,
This faceless woman
Whoever could he be?
Always gone with the rise of the sun,
A mystery woman she was to me.
I wanted her, I needed her.
I had not life without her.
And so one day out of no where,
She came
No longer was she faceless.
No longer was she a mystery.
My prayers were answered,
And my dream became a reality.
...Ever so lucky me.
4
When I put my hand in her,
It feels so right, I know it is.
The right woman came, I had to wait,
Now I thank the Lord, I believe in fate.
I'm so happy she came to me,
I've finally found love, now I see,
She is mine, now I know,
She is mine, she'll never go.
I believed that love someday,
Would eventually turn and come my way.
All the pain that was in my life,
Every turning of the knife,
All the suffering, fears and tears,
Have gone and faded over the years.
Every night to God I pray,
And thank for what I have today
5
A blank piece of paper
sits in front of my eyes
awaiting some inspirational
words to be embarked upon
This scrap of parchment
As I continually
anticipate words of wisdom
messages of freedom
promises of irrevocable remembrances
This scrap of parchment
Yes, this particle scrap of paper
awaits words to allow my darling
to understand the feelings
I am going through this night
6
In my entire existence there has been lament,
without a single regret... a pitch-black disconsolation.
The innocence and promise of my dreams
is found in the sanctity of my loneliest days.
Often the obstacle of doubt crosses my course.
I withdraw into myself and forge silently past,
as though parallel to a fog-shrouded river,
whose flood banks I have not the gallantry to measure.
Then a sadness sinks upon me,
somber as the darkness of the last summer night
when stars flicker on and off... only now and then.
My hand and my heart then clumsily reach out for love,
because I want so much, and pray to hear,
words I cannot find.
7
The days are long-the nights linger,
We reach for each other with the tip of our finger.
Either by phone or a simple little guess
Is where it all started the day that we met.
Two hearts growing strong as we learn of each other-
Our likes and dislikes we have shared together.
Our dreams that lie ahead for you and I-
Together forever until we die.
This distance between us is hard I know...
Not seeing, not touching, not feeling your glow.
Time is our enemy as days pass us by,
Waiting and longing to look in your eyes.
We committed our love and understanding too-
Knowing how hard it is for us to see this through.
So trust in me my shinning star...
I will close these miles that seem so far.
The day will come when we'll finally be one,
From this day on our lives will have begun.
I love you more each day that I live...
I pray you understand what I have to give.
8
Soon we will say
That seemed like a lifetime ago
When we said our vows
And pledged our love to each other
But now our love is new
Shining and bright
Precious as we hold it in our hearts
Knowing it will take us through
A Lifetime
Together
May we look forward with anticipation
And backwards with fond remembrance
Through this lifetime we will share
And may our love live on
So that those who come after us
Can look at what our lives were
And see the lifetime of love we shared
When they are ready to start their own lifetimes too
9
I've felt this empty place inside,
almost all my life,
when I met you,
a void was filled,
A loneliness so unbearable,
a love so close to touch,
my mind hysterical,
I love you so much,
A boundary never crossed,
until you came,
my faith so lost,
never felt this way,
I wake up each morning,
with you on my mind,
this feeling,
a feeling so fine,
And I keep on living,
the whole day this way,
thinking about you,
just wanting to say...I love you.
And I wonder,
do you feel the same,
or am I gonna be alone,
time and time again,
My prayers have been answered,
my angel has fallen,
into my arms,
into my heart,
Your are the one,
my one true love,
you are,
the girl of my dreams,
you are,
My Angel!
10
Sometimes, standing in a bus,
before the exit door,
I catch my reason in wandering thoughts
Then the people behind begin to shove,
forcing me to step aside,
among outcries and insults swinging in the air
When I recover my consciousness,
I'm at the end line, out of my usual stop
summing up the case...
I have no hotel for a return,
setting fire to a dragging snare on memories
no room to ask for a image sequence,
slightly frail...
No bed to sit on, tracing two body shapes
bound long time ago under a sheet
I might think being the same...
But it might be sweet spasms
reviewing you coming through the door to me,
in a chosen-by-chance hotel...
You, rambling round there
move back dwelling, attracted by watching
an bouquet of cloth flowers threaded in a neck of a bottle...
After this, closed the aluminum shutters,
I'd have embraced your waist
glancing fixedly to your eyes
in full desire...
11
Love is but a whisper that comes from within,
it tells our heart it's time to begin.
Come my soul!
release yourself of the prison of the body
and fly with me for the roads
unpublished and secret of my dreams.
Tell me my soul!
why you want to be tied
to a body that grows in age?
Come my soul!
Let us fly into the infinite
and while we arrive there
we go, making reality
each one of the dreams
Come my soul!
it is time of flying
it is time to transcend
it is time to abandon the flesh
and to reach the stars that wait for us
there in the infinite
Come soul!
Let us go to fly.
You will go back to me
because I am the meaning of your life!
You will return with stooping head
and the look lost in the memories;
you will return with your soul
loaded with new experiences
and sweet and sour livings
they were not able to erase,
the moments lived together with me.
You will return tired of traveling without direction
for unknown roads.
You will return with a smile
that wants to be cheerful
but it is the same sadness
leaving your mouth.
You will return again!
and I will be waiting for you
with open arms,
because to live without you is to live without living.
it is to die slowly in the nostalgia.
Yes, I don't deny it!
I will be waiting for you
because my life without you
doesn't make sense
I will be waiting for you
because you are the meaning of my life, too!!
12
To love the one we choose in our life,
whether it be a husband or a beautiful wife.
It shows us the stars that are possible to reach,
it's the story of life it begins to teach.
Day dreams start to come each and every day,
of living together and watching your children play.
Love comes from deep in the soul,
years and age begin to take a toll.
Our bodys die and fade away,
but love is always here, it's here to stay.
My friends remember love is but a whisper that comes from within,
it is always here and will never end.
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