Things base and vile, holding no quantity,
Love can transpose to form and dignity.
Love looks not with the eye, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.
There’s a warmth in my heart It haunts me when you’re gone
Mend me to your side and never let go
Say Time knows nothing,
we’ll never grow cold
The more I live The more I know
Whats simple is true I love you
I Wish My Eyes Could
Speak What My Heart
Feels For You,
Coz
My Lips Can Lie On What
Is True, But
My Eyes Couldn''t
Coz
Even If I Close Them
I Could Still See You
Love Me Without Fear
Trust Me Without Questioning
Need Me Without Demanding
Want Me Without Restrictions
Accept Me Without Change
Desire Me Without Inhibitions
For A Love So Free....
Will Never Fly Away.
"To be in love is merely to be In a state of perpetual anesthesia: To mistake an ordinary young man for a Greek god Or an ordinary young woman for a goddess."
