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    You're the first thing I think ..

    Post  HAQ on Tue Jul 26, 2011 10:20 am

    You're the first thing I think of
    Each morning when I rise.
    You're the last thing I think of
    Each night when I close my eyes.

    You're in each thought I have
    And every breath I take.
    My feelings are growing stronger
    With every move I make.

    I want to prove I love you
    But that's the hardest part.
    So, I'm giving all I have to give
    To you... I give my heart.
    I love you Fallen so much.


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    Re: You're the first thing I think ..

    Post  Fallen on Wed Jul 27, 2011 4:05 am

    As oftentimes the too resplendent sun
    Hurries the pallid and reluctant moon
    Back to her sombre cave, ere she hath won
    A single ballad from the nightingale,
    So doth thy Beauty make my lips to fail,
    And all my sweetest singing out of tune.

    And as at dawn across the level mead
    On wings impetuous some wind will come,
    And with its too harsh kisses break the reed
    Which was its only instrument of song,
    So my too stormy passions work me wrong,
    And for excess of Love my Love is dumb.

    But surely unto Thee mine eyes did show
    Why I am silent, and my lute unstrung;
    Else it were better we should part, and go,
    Thou to some lips of sweeter melody,
    And I to nurse the barren memory
    Of unkissed kisses, and songs never sung.

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