Written by me and you may use it... . . Your eyes sparkle like the sea, Your hair is as pretty as can be. Come share your heart with my own, and never ever will you be alone.

Try Kahlil Gibran. GOOD stuff!

Write your own stuff. It's not that hard.

It's not who you are to the world, it's who you are to me. It's not how many times I say I love you... it's how much I really do. ___________________________________________________ How can I keep my soul in me, so that it doesn't touch your soul? How can I raise it high enough, past you, to other things? I would like to shelter it, among remote lost objects, in some dark and silent place that doesn't resonate when your depths resound. Yet everything that touches us, me and you, takes us together like a violin's bow, which draws one voice out of two separate strings. Upon what instrument are we two spanned? And what musician holds us in his hand? Oh sweetest song. _______________________________________________________ There be none of Beauty's daughters With a magic like Thee; And like music on the waters Is thy sweet voice to me: When, as if its sound were causing The charmnd ocean's pausing, The waves lie still and gleaming, And the lull'd winds seem dreaming: And the midnight moon is weaving Her bright chain o'er the deep, Whose breast is gently heaving As an infant's asleep: So the spirit bows before thee To listen and adore thee; With a full but soft emotion, Like the swell of Summer's ocean. _______________________________________________________ True love doesn't just fill your heart, it overflows into your whole body and soul.

only the ones you make your self will have any use to you, cause its not meaningful if you copy it, youll never get across your feeling unless you do it!