My love, I have tried with all my being to grasp a form comparable to thine own, but nothing seems worthy;
I know now why Shakespeare could not compare his love to a summer’s day. It would be a crime to denounce the beauty of such a creature as thee, to simply cast away the precision God had placed in forging you. Each facet of your being whether it physical or spiritual is an ensnarement from which there is no release. I wish to stay entrapped forever. With you for all eternity. Our hearts, always as one. NOVA :heart:
Is It Sure That You'll Never Return ? Or Is It Just A Bad Dream.. I Really Still Don't Believe 'N I Still Want That Next Morning When I Wake Up I Get Your Wake Up Call Once Again
Each Night I Feel That Maybe Its Just A Bad Thought 'N When I Get Back In My Senses The Nights Will Be Same Again Which I'll Spend Talking With You..
I Cant Accept This Distance Between Us 'N I Feel That Anytime Suddenly You'll Come 'N Kiss Me Wrapping Me In Your Arms 'N Slowly Whisper... "Baby,Don't Cry...Its Just A Bad Dream.. I'm Right Here Beside You...Forever.."
But I Know Very Well.. That These Will Never Happen..Ever Again ...