One kind kiss before we part,
Drop a tear and bid adieu;
Though we sever, my fond heart
Till we meet shall pant for you.
Dodsley Life, the gift of nature
Love, the gift of life
A Kiss, the gift of Love.
Author Unknown
There is the kiss of welcome and of parting,
the long, lingering, loving, present one;
the stolen, or the mutual one;
the kiss of love, of joy, and of sorrow;
the seal of promise and receipt of fulfillment.
Thomas C. Haliburotn
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright,
Meet in the aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven and gaudy day denies.
Lord Byron
Oh, my beloved, fill the cup that clears
Today of past regrets and future fears;
Tomorrow? Why, tomorrow I may be,
Myself, with yesterday's sev'n thousand years.
Omar Khayyam
I hold it true, whate'er befall;
I feel it, when I sorrow most;
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
Tennyson, Alfred, Lord (1809 - 1892)
British poet
Today I breathe heavy
Since fallen in love I have
As though being stuck by lightning
My heart has stopped at your sight
Your smile
Is as though the moon
Were smiling down on me
With her passionate glow
And just for a moment
I feel tremendous joy
Not a minute passes by
Without you in my thoughts
My life, my soul, my being
Needs of your love or
I might die
So like this poem
This love shall last in me
FOREVER..…
Juan
The Child In Him
I loved the child in him
so innocent and sweet
The mischief in his eyes
the blush upon his cheek
The tender way he spoke
that showed me that he cared
The touch of his warm hand
that gently touched my hair
The smiles that we shared
that filled my life with glee
For when I was with him
I found the child in me
Jean Gabor
Alas, I thought I knew so much
Of love, and yet I know so little!
For I cannot stop myself loving her
From whom I shall never have joy.
My whole heart, and all of me from myself
She has taken, and her own self,
and all the world,
For when she took herself from me,
she left me nothing
But desire and a yearning heart.
Bernard de Ventadour
The cure for all
the ills and wrongs,
the cares, the sorrows
and crimes of
humanity, all lie in
that one word "love."
It is the divine vitality
that produces and
restores life.
To each and every one
of us it gives
the power of
working miracles,
if we will.
Lydia M. Child
No comments:
Post a Comment