When I leave you I do not want to go I do not wish to say goodnight or goodbye I do not want to die in your mind, in your heart When I leave you.
When I leave you I want my hand to stay warm and alive in yours I want my smile to shine throughout your day and my words to linger all around you when I leave you.
When I leave you you never, never go and every face I see and every voice I hear and everyone I love is you, and you, and you when I leave you.
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.
WHEN I LEAVE YOU...
ReplyDeleteWhen I leave you
I do not want to go
I do not wish to say
goodnight or goodbye
I do not want to die
in your mind, in your heart
When I leave you.
When I leave you
I want my hand to stay
warm and alive in yours
I want my smile to shine
throughout your day
and my words to linger
all around you
when I leave you.
When I leave you
you never, never go
and every face I see
and every voice I hear
and everyone I love
is you, and you, and you
when I leave you.
May you have sweet dreams...
Anonyma,
ReplyDeletea bit off topic here, but beautiful, indeed. Thank you. :)
That was an interesting and informative read and was bookmarked.
ReplyDeleteAah - and the Peace of the Night to you too Sean.
Ah, at least one appreciating feedback. Thanks, Janice. :)
ReplyDeleteIndeed, 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.
ReplyDeleteHad to say many goodbyes in my life. It was always painful. Wrote the poem in 1970. It always works for me...
Best Wishes!
:)
ReplyDeleteWhere'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.
ReplyDeleteThe 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.
[Yawn ...]
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