Love quotes,poem and poetry
21 Nov 06
I Am Not Yours" by Sara Teasdale I am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light. Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out My senses, leave me deaf and blind, Swept by the tempest of your love, A taper in a rushing wind.
• United States
22 Oct 06
Touch the wind Juan Carlos Calderón -- Mike Hawker I woke up this morning and my mind fell away and looking back sadly from tomorrow as I heard an echo from the past softly say come back, come back, won't you stay? I wanted to reach you, let you know I still care and lost in the silence of my sorrow I put a promise in the wind, on the air, to fly away to you there Touch the wind. Catch my love as it goes sailing Touch the wind and I'll be close to you I'll be easy to find on the winds of the morning I'll come sailing I'll be easy to find and, baby, I'll be close to you And only forever can I say I love you and only forever have I lost you but only a dreamer could wake up as I do and hope it's still yesterday Touch the wind. Catch my love as it goes sailing Touch the wind and I'll be close to you I'll be easy to find on the winds of the morning I'll come sailing I'll be easy to find and, baby, I'll be close to you Touch the wind...
• United States
7 Dec 06
Marriage, as a choice, requires choices. One must choose not once, but every day. Life offers us a hundred thousand voices, Yet those we fail to hear fast fade away. I choose you with all my wounded heart: You and our two children. All the rest Lies in the distance, charming, but apart From the circle of the ones with whom I'm blessed. Our marriage isn't easy, but our love Is still the force that shapes my daily life. I want us to be happy, and will move Wherever I must be to be your wife. I'm yours, and I want you to be mine. We'll find a way our wishes to combine.
21 Nov 06
A Dream by William Blake Once a dream did weave a shade O'er my angel-guarded bed, That an emmet lost its way Where on grass methought I lay. Troubled, wildered, and forlorn, Dark, benighted, travel-worn, Over many a tangle spray, All heart-broke, I heard her say: "Oh my children! do they cry, Do they hear their father sigh? Now they look abroad to see, Now return and weep for me." Pitying, I dropped a tear: But I saw a glow-worm near, Who replied, "What wailing wight Calls the watchman of the night? "I am set to light the ground, While the beetle goes his round: Follow now the beetle's hum; Little wanderer, hie thee home!"
20 Nov 06
Doesn't Need Sunshine After The Rain Seems rain will come soon....spread this holy earth... Black cloud come...sun has gone... Leave me here in hillarious Rainy Day.... bedraggled by a water....drowned in she... I'm blithe...esctatically....... melted and coalesce herewith the Rain... perpetuities in She....as is i always wanna be.... She is my Rainy Day....dampen me affectionately... revive me perfectly.....invigorating my fallen soul.... She is my Rainy Day.....the only Rain in my Way... I doesn't need Sunshine....The Rain is good enough for me... Let me run into this rain....regale and pray... dancing in the rain water......like a child....like a child... "acctually i created this poem when i really deeply in love with Her-You-Know-Who..."