Thursday, October 27, 2005
~ juz a poem~
If you are ever going to love me, love me now while i can know.
All the sweet and tender feelings which from real affection flows
Love me now while i am living, do not wait till i'm gone
And the chisel it in marble warm love words on ice cold stone
if you've dear sweet thoughts about me, why not whisper them to me?
Don't you know it would make me happy and glad as glad can be?
If you wait till i'm asleeping never to awaken here again
There will be walls of earth between us and i couldn't hear you then
There are tender hearts all aound us who are thirsting for our love
Why withhold from them wat nature makes them crave all else above
I won't need your caresses when the grass grows over my face
I won't crave your love or kisses in my last low resting place
So then if you love any , if it but a little bit,
Let me know it know while living, so i can owe and treasure it.
would be weird sending you this or writing it to you, so perhaps juz let u read it here...
10/27/2005 04:07:00 PM
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