Daily Archives: 01/10/2017

Watch “My Collection of Female Love Songs” on YouTube

My Collection of Female Love Songs: http://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLB6AE37F82711445B

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SIR

Singing was his passion and his voice was a melody

Like the feel between the velvet sheets against the silken skin

His life was a song just the way it was meant to be
He forged himself to be clever as the weak didn’t survive

He was born for the quill as he’d seen it create destiny

He had witnessed paper carrying realms and ink dissolving hearts in a mystery

He was just so kind and cared for every soul

His heart was a heavenly spark which shone its light on all.

He wrote tales that someday were meant to be heard

He held the quill in his hand and knew the power of a word

He was so extreme and he was born to fly

Ever so tender touched heartstrings of blue angles

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WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

O Mistress mine where are you roaming?
O stay and hear, your true love’s coming, That can sing both high and low.
Trip no further pretty sweeting.
Journeys end in lovers’ meeting,
Every wise man’s son doth know.
What is love, ’tis not hereafter,
Present mirth, hath present laughter:
What’s to come, is still unsure.
In delay there lies no plenty,
Then come kiss me sweet and twenty:
Youth’s a stuff will not endure.

ROBERT FROST

When I go up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
Half closes the garden path
And when I come to the garden ground,
The whir of sober birds
Up from the tangle of withered weeds
Is sadder than any words
A tree beside the wall stands bare,
But a leaf that lingered brown,
Disturbed, I doubt not, by my thought,
Comes softly rattling down
I end not far from my going forth
By picking the faded blue
Of the last remaining aster flower
To carry again to you.