Sep 11, 2008 00:13
they may sound amazingly childish
but those books have really given me perspective
what love truly is and what it truly does.
love poems make sense, i knew my soul mate at one point in time.
but i suppose it was to strong for me to handle it and embrace it with open arms.
i wasn't strong enough.
i can say that i truly love james.
he is my life.
but where's my soul?
my other half.
one who makes me a song and sings it to me without shame.
who can look in my eyes and know that they love me back.
O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiop's ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
So shines a snow-white swan trooping with crows,
As this fair lady o'er her fellows shows.
The measure done, I'll watch her place of stand,
And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
I never saw true beauty till this night.
i never should have let go.