It's all because I have a puckish side that will not be denied...
Most Like an Arch this Marriage -by John Ciardi
Most like an arch - an entrance which upholds And shores the stone-crush up the air like lace. Mass made idea, and idea held in place. A lock in time. Inside half-heaven unfolds.
Most like an arch - two weaknesses that lean Into a strength. Two fallings become firm. Two joined abeyances become a term Naming the fact that teaches fact to mean.
Not quite that? Not much less. World as it is, What's strong and separate falters. All I do At piling stone on stone apart from you Is roofless around nothing. Till we kiss
I am no more than upright and unset. It is by falling in and in we make The all-bearing point, for one another's sake, In faultless failing, raised by our own weight.
~You are not the first to take my breath away, but you are the first to give it back~
Looking for Your Face -by Rumi
From the beginning of my life I have been looking for your face but today I have seen it.
Today I have seen the charm, the beauty, the unfathomable grace of the face that I was looking for.
Today I have found you and those that laughed and scorned me yesterday are sorry that they were not looking as I did.
I am bewildered by the magnificence of your beauty and wish to see you with a hundred eyes.
My heart has burned with passion and has searched forever for this wondrous beauty that I now behold.
I am ashamed to call this love human and afraid of God to call it divine.
Your fragrant breath like the morning breeze has come to the stillness of the garden You have breathed new life into me I have become your sunshine and also your shadow.
My soul is screaming in ecstasy Every fiber of my being is in love with you
Your effulgence has lit a fire in my heart and you have made radiant for me the earth and sky.
My arrow of love has arrived at the target I am in the house of mercy and my heart is a place of prayer.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
So Are You to Me -by Eastmountainsouth
As the music at the banquet As the wine before the meal As the firelight in the night So are you to me
As the ruby in the setting As the fruit upon the tree As the wind blows over the plains So are you to me
As the wind blows over the plains So are you to me So are you to me
hopeful_romantic (hopeful_romantic) wrote on December 14th, 2011 at 12:25 am
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