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Thunder rolls off in the distance,
and I hear the drops coming down.
The cement outside is getting wet
as I sip my hot cocoa and drowse.
Where are you on this night, my love?
Are you someplace warm and safe?
Do you know how much I miss you now?
Do you know how much I love you so?
A lightning bolt cracks off in the gloom,
flashlighting dark with electric light.
Soft music plays from my stereo speakers...
Enya and Carlos Nakai lull my soul.
How come you had to go out into the rain?
Will you come home safe and happy to me?
Can't you see I fear for you on this night?
Don't you think I worry because I love you?
I pour myself another mug of hot cocoa,
and know the night will, indeed, be long.
I miss holding you on this rainy night...
just come home safe to me, if you please.
--RKJ
and I hear the drops coming down.
The cement outside is getting wet
as I sip my hot cocoa and drowse.
Where are you on this night, my love?
Are you someplace warm and safe?
Do you know how much I miss you now?
Do you know how much I love you so?
A lightning bolt cracks off in the gloom,
flashlighting dark with electric light.
Soft music plays from my stereo speakers...
Enya and Carlos Nakai lull my soul.
How come you had to go out into the rain?
Will you come home safe and happy to me?
Can't you see I fear for you on this night?
Don't you think I worry because I love you?
I pour myself another mug of hot cocoa,
and know the night will, indeed, be long.
I miss holding you on this rainy night...
just come home safe to me, if you please.
--RKJ
Literature
Love
Kiedy czujesz woń bezduszną utoń w niej,
bo serce potrzebuje tego nie głowa.
Ty nie kochasz tej miłości sercem,
ty jej nie rozumiesz.
Pozbądź się ciężkości,
pozwól sobie na to co najgłębsze.
A dojdziesz do miejsca w którym zrozumiesz...
Że miłość po prostu jest.
Wiersz mojej koleżanki. Pozwoliła na publikację. B.G.
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You say you love me
You say you love to hear me ramble, yet you always cut me off.
You say you want a future with me, yet you see no future for yourself.
You say you love to make me smile, yet you always make me cry.
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First Flight
How frightening that first flight must have been,
hearts racing into the unknown,
and I should wonder how those men felt
at the first takeoff into the air,
gusts of wind beneath fragile wings,
if not for loving you.
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Worrying about the one I love on a rainy night.
--RKJ
--RKJ
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