Love has no desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires;
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
I love your mouth for words come out that teach and soothe.
I love your hands for they heal with their touch.
I love your feet for they bring you to me with your gifts...
YoU cAn ShOw Me ThE wAy
GiVe Me A sUnNy DaY
WhAt DoEs It MeAnS wItHoUt YoUr LoVe
If I cAn TrAvEl FaR
If I cAn ToUcH tHe StArS
WhErE wOuLd I hAvE bEeN wItHoUt YoUr LoVe
If I cAn FlY aWaY
If I cAn SaIl ToDaY
WhErE wOuLd I hAvE gOnE wItHoUt yOuR lOvE..
All love at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until ‘tis fine;
But when ‘tis settled on the lee,
And from th’ impurer matter free,
Become the richer still the older,
And proves the pleasanter the colder.
They don''t LUV dat
don''t show their LUV
d course of TRUE LUV
ever did run smooth
LUV is a familiar
LUV is a devil
Dere''s no DEVIL ANGEL
bt LUV ... =]
