Love Poetry For Couple

I was screaming into the canyon At the moment of my death. The echo I created Outlasted my last breath. My voice it made an avalanche And buried a man I never knew. And when he died his widowed bride Met your daddy and they made you. I have only one thing to do and that's To be the wave that I am and then Sink back into the ocean. Sink back into the o- Sink back into the ocean. Sink back

1. Hellooo. How are you? I�ve only just started witchcraft so this letter includes some of my hairs. My two guinea pigs had million dollar babies � two lots of babies. Mum says they have the eyeless ways of newborns. Friday and I�m sitting in the quad under the acacia tree. The bell has rung and I�m waiting for Mum or Dad to pick me up. No one has come. It is strange. Did I tell you? I

From up here it looked as if the harbour�s lungs inhaled the fog in through the headlands; light as breathing, concrete coloured, it set in for the day, giving us each a bubble vision containing what little we know, and out beyond the garden�s edge; all life arrested. There was a fog of the familiar such that I could not see all of the changes underway between you and me. But

28: Job. He wrote, �Why did I not perish at birth?� �Why is light given to those in misery, and life to the bitter of soul?� and I ask why He gave me breath and life. �But man dies and is laid low� �At least there is hope for a tree� 29: Tell me about light and life. The same light that hides That light seen but not touched and like punching under water leaves a thirst.

Railroad Diary, Istanbul 2012 -- by Cheryl Dodds 1. A long time ago, when we lived in the sky�. 2. But no, we never lived in the sky.We invented that because of pain,because desire tortures even the dirt and stones into division,into definition fracture power solitude wall razor wire. 3. (But pleasure is also real. Joy is real. One autumn day, my wifeclimbed a fence and stole from a

No coward soul is mine, No trembler in the world's storm-troubled sphere: I see Heaven's glories shine, And faith shines equal, arming me from Fear. O God within my breast, Almighty, ever-present Deity! Life - that in me hast rest, As I - Undying Life - have power in Thee! Vain are the thousand creeds That move men's hearts, unutterably vain; Worthless as withered weeds Or idlest froth amid