Ye cannot understand the love I keep, The restless nights I lie and weep for thee, My ruddled eyes so desperate for sleep, But when they close it’s only you they see, My love, my heart, my Juliet thou art, Thy smile brings me joy when ye are near, ‘Tis so; if we should never be apart, I’d have no call to shed this lonely tear, So now I make this solemn plea to thee, Bring thy silken skin; come bless this bed, Your body can be warmed by me, you see, And mine can be a place to rest your head, My wayward love, it’s you I truly miss, Pray come to me and bring eternal bliss. - SCOTT ALEXANDER MCKENZIE
You have such talent evoking passionate love into words. Feeling our emotions is elemental, and is an art form which you understand very well. I love it!
You have such talent evoking passionate love into words. Feeling our emotions is elemental, and is an art form which you understand very well. I love it!