The red rose whispers of passion.
And the white rose breathes of love,
Oh, the red ose is a falcon,
And the white rose ia s dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud.
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss desire on the lips..
-John Boyle O'Reilly
Monday, May 31, 2010
I need you babe
I need you in my life
as much as I need
food or water or sleep.
For the longest time,
I've had a thirst deep inside
to be know and understood
and loved for what I am .
I've longed for someone
to share my life with..
the ups and downs
and everything in between.
Then you walked in,
to my life,
quenching my thirst,
satisfying my longing...
and I know you were the one
the one I've been waiting for
all this time.
I love you and I need you
more than I can usually
find words to say .
But today and always,
know that you are the one for me....
and I never want to let you go..
Love you for ever and ever...
as much as I need
food or water or sleep.
For the longest time,
I've had a thirst deep inside
to be know and understood
and loved for what I am .
I've longed for someone
to share my life with..
the ups and downs
and everything in between.
Then you walked in,
to my life,
quenching my thirst,
satisfying my longing...
and I know you were the one
the one I've been waiting for
all this time.
I love you and I need you
more than I can usually
find words to say .
But today and always,
know that you are the one for me....
and I never want to let you go..
Love you for ever and ever...
Saturday, May 22, 2010
The Plum is an instrument used to try perpendiculars; the Square, square their work; ands the Level, to prove horizontals; but we are taught to make use of them for more noble and glorious purposes. The Plumb admonishes us to walk uprightly in our several stations in life, before God and man,squaring our action by the Square of virtue; and by the Level a King is reminded that, although a crown may adorn the head, and a scripture the hand, yet the blood in his veins is derived from the same Almighty Parent, and is no better than that of the humblest citizen, and teaches us all that we are travelling on the broad level of time to that undiscovered country from whose bourne no traveler returns.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
How many times do I love thee, dear?
tell me how many thoughts there be
In the atmosphere
Of a new fall'n year.
Whose white and sable hours appear
The latest flake of Eternity:-
So many times do I love thee, dear.
How many times do I love again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of evening rain,
Unravelled from the tumbling main,
And threading the eye of a yellow star-
So many times do I love again.
tell me how many thoughts there be
In the atmosphere
Of a new fall'n year.
Whose white and sable hours appear
The latest flake of Eternity:-
So many times do I love thee, dear.
How many times do I love again?
Tell me how many beads there are
In a silver chain
Of evening rain,
Unravelled from the tumbling main,
And threading the eye of a yellow star-
So many times do I love again.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Once in a while
someone comes along,
someone who just naturally
makes everyone feel a little happier,
a little more alive to life.
You've been that someone to me.
You've given me a new perspective
on lot of things-including myself.
There are things you've said to me
I'll always remember
and ways you have helped me
I'll never forget .
The times we spent together
are always good times
that leave me looking forward
to the next time.
So thanks for being
the wonderful person you are.
You are an inspirations to me,
and I'm very glad and grateful
that you have come into my life.
~Shawn Hewitt
New Faces
I have leared npt to worry about love;
but to honor its coming
with all my heart .
To examine the dark mysteries
of the blood
with headless heed and swirl,
to know the rush of feelings
swift and flowing
as water.
The source appears to be
some inexhaustible spring
within our twin and triple selves;
the new face i turn up to you
no one else on earth has ever seen
~Alice Walker
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