You ask me how much I love you,
But this I can not explain.
But if I had to put it in words,
I'd say It's sort of like the rain.
It pours from my heart and soul,
And over your thirsty lips.
I want you to swallow it all,
But you take polite little sips.
You ask me how much I love you,
But I can't help you there.
But if I had to put it in words,
I'd say It's sort of like the air.
You can't see it, or touch it, or hold it,
It's just out of your grasp.
I want you to inhale it all,
But you take tiny little gasps.
You ask me how much I love you,
But the thoughts don't come out right.
But if I had to put it in words,
I'd say It's sort of like a light.
It glows with serene passion,
Growing stronger every day.
Look now! See it's true brightness,
Don't shield your eyes away.
You ask me how much I love you,
I hope you know by now.
But if you still need me to tell you,
I'm afraid I don't know how.
Just know you are my heart,
My soul, my love, my flame.
I'll be with you now and always,
I only hope you feel the same.

Close by the door he passed to stand
as he took the class ring off her hand
all who were watching didn`t dare speak
as a slient tear ran down his cheek
all through his mind, memories ran
of the times they laughed and walked
hand in hand
but now her eyes looked very cold
never have her again, never to hold
all were silent as he bent down near
to whisper "I love you" in her ear
in touching her face, he started to cry
he put on his "class ring" and wanted to die
and just as the wind began to blow,
they lowered her casket into the snow.

Once in a while
I look up and smile.
concrete is such a boring sight
for sore eyes concrete is gray light.
And swim I wish I did more of
for water cools the inner soul.
To see you smile at me
is like a piece of candy
For concentrate skyward you choose
and skyblue your eyes do gleam.
And swim I watch you do
and wonder about that cool inner soul
you keep so secret.

Mirages of fallen day breathe life
to summer dreams thought lost
in vanguards of winter
darkness. . . a heart shattered by memories.
Alone upon this shore
of rememberance. . . 'neath an autumn night
alighted by stars, their light icy tears
echoed in dark eyes.
I wait.
For promises of sunrise
to sunder unwavering shadows
I wait.
For warmth to return to frozen lands. . .
I wait.
For fairytale endings,
for a prince to awaken his slumbering lady
I wait.
For oath sworn in twilight
I wait.
My frozen soul
waits.

I wonder if the world knew
that I was watching today
each tree bend with the wind
and each cloud drift on it's way.
I wonder if anything was watching me
and wondering from where I came
I have a name for the birds and trees
I wonder if I have a name.
I watched the world today
and I wonder if it knew
that I thought it very lonely
and that I was lonely too.

My heart is lonely,
I feel so bare
I'm drowning quickly
In my despair.
Forsaken feelings
Deserted days
Secluded soul
And weary ways.
Trapped in my reclusive life
Solitude cuts me like a knife
In a solitary atmosphere
Crying a single, neglected tear.
Isolated
The one and only
I am lost
I am lonely.

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

And with tears of blood he cleansed the hand,
The hand that held the steel:
For only blood can wipe out blood,
And only tears can heal.

Beauty never slumbers;
All is in her name;
But the rose remembers
The dust from which it came.