How soft the night feels,
yr breath grazing my skin
Maybe I’ve fallen in love
with the Moon
I wrapped myself in the mist
letting its murmurs sway
upon the sea
As though you’re the verse
that slips from my mind, &
there, beneath your gaze,
my poems shine
illuminated by the stars
Where do I beginTo tell the story of how great a love can beThe sweet love story that is older than the seaThe simple truth about the love she brings to meWhere do I start?
With her first helloShe gave a meaning to this empty world of mineThere’d never be another love another timeShe came into my life and made the living fine
She fills my heartShe fills my heart with very special thingsWith angel songs, with wild imaginingsShe fills my soul with so much loveThat anywhere I go, I’m never lonelyWith her along who could be lonely?I reach for her hand, it’s always there
How long does it lastCan love be measured by the hours in a dayI have no answers now, but this much I can sayI know I’ll need her until the stars all burn awayAnd she’ll be there
How long does it lastCan love be measured by the hours in a dayI have no answers now but this much I can sayI know I’ll need her ’til the stars all burn awayAnd she’ll be there
What beauty reflected in love’s fair eyes,
a passion treasured beyond all measure.
As ardor stirred flames, I failed to disguise
the need in my loins ere want of pleasure.
As sweet the music I discern profound,
tis more honeyed your lips when touching mine.
Oh! My pained heart shall beckon love resound,
my moonstruck maiden, unearthly divine.
Mute, I cannot be, so near your soft breasts.
This besotted man has but scant more breath.
Grant me your pure love, not in mere request,
but with an angelic kiss ‘fore my death.
I beg thee allow the stars remain bright.
Give yourself to me ere the end of night.
I belong
to invisible
to forgotten
I belong
in conversations
in love letters
in poems
I belong
in sunsets
in moonlight
under the stars
I belong
in sighs
in lips
in your arms
I belong
in love
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Dearest Mihran. I am nominating you for The Angel Award. I know that Delvi nominated you at the same time…so you have already been bestowed this honor. But I would have been remiss if I did not include you in my nominees because you truly are one of my Angels!!! You do not have to accept…I just wanted you to know how much you mean to me!!
Angel Award ~ I Am So Honored!
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What a wonderful thing a sunny day
The serene air after a thunderstorm
The fresh air, and a party is already going on…
What a wonderful thing a sunny day.
But another sun,
that’s brighter still
It’s my own sun
that’s in your face!
The sun, my own sun
It’s in your face!
It’s in your face!
When night comes and the sun has gone down,
I start feeling blue;
I’d stay below your window
When night comes and the sun has gone down.
But another sun,
that’s brighter still
It’s my own sun
that’s in your face!
The sun, my own sun
It’s in your face!
It’s in your face!
Daffodils
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed–and gazed–but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.