WHEN I LEAVE YOU...When I leave youI do not want to goI do not wish to saygoodnight or goodbyeI do not want to diein your mind, in your heartWhen I leave you.When I leave youI want my hand to staywarm and alive in yoursI want my smile to shinethroughout your dayand my words to lingerall around youwhen I leave you.When I leave youyou never, never goand every face I seeand every voice I hearand everyone I loveis you, and you, and youwhen I leave you.May you have sweet dreams...
Anonyma,a bit off topic here, but beautiful, indeed. Thank you. :)
That was an interesting and informative read and was bookmarked.Aah - and the Peace of the Night to you too Sean.
Ah, at least one appreciating feedback. Thanks, Janice. :)Indeed, I think there are some interesting articles, ... if one is interested.The peace of the night*, Mylady.It was funny to read yours in the afternoon. :)
Yes! I was off topic. Obviously, I never knew your rules. Simply wanted to say goodby not as drily as a one-word-apology.Had to say many goodbyes in my life. It was always painful. Wrote the poem in 1970. It always works for me... Best Wishes!
:)Where's your ready wit? I was sure you'd write: 'This post refered to feuilletons, thus my poem was, off course, not off topic.'What about a smile, for a change?
Which wit? Not amused. No smile. The American God will forgive me...Such a waste of space posting the pain and misery of love betrayed. Only in America, of course. Connected to the White House, of course. It's your blog! So much beauty in the world still to discover. Even in America...That's what I'm seeking.BTW: Emoticons of happiness following irony have no positive impact on me.