I LOVE YOU more than anything else in this world..
WORLDHow do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
I dream of you, to wake: would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on; Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone, As, Summer ended, Summer birds take flight. In happy dreams I hold you full in night. I blush again who waking look so wan; Brighter than sunniest day that ever shone, In happy dreams your smile makes day of night. Thus only in a dream we are at one, Thus only in a dream we give and take The faith that maketh rich who take or give; If thus to sleep is sweeter than to wake, To die were surely sweeter than to live, Though there be nothing new beneath the sun.
JO...i am crazy for you...
MY darling JO...I LOVE YOU ....more than anything else in this WORLD..
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True love is better than first love
JO...i am crazy for you.......
Such a great feeling!
to their last is beyond perfect...
Give me a smile, do you know what it's worth
And if you give me an acre, I'll give you the earth
And if you give me a start, I ain't gonna stop
I'll be flying from rooftop to rooftop, to rooftop
If you give me a room, I'll come home each night
And if you show me the switch, baby, I'll turn on the light
And if you show me a tear, I'll give you some hope
I'll have you climbing the walls, if you give me the rope
Hang on to your head - ooh hoo hoo
New York City, here I come
Hang on to your head - ooh hoo hoo
New York City, here I come
Show me the park, Sunday after lunch
And we'll go back to your room when it comes to the crunch
And if you give me the day, I'll give you the night
If you pretend you are sleeping, I'll put up a fight
Hang on to your head - ooh hoo hoo
New York City, here I come
Hang on to your head - ooh hoo hoo
New York City, here I come
Hang on to your head - ooh hoo hoo ...
mr tuitoga,mr ravensgold mr lukeon
my dear friend......
thanking you all .....i did not
reply immediately because i was
feeling very shy.....and miss migsy
yes the poem is not mine....
but i am seriously in love....i have
no any idea about the person who plays
games here....
for you...
i did care for you until
i saw your profile......
it is something else....
new yorker...American....