Romatic Words

Mr. Samo · #1 05-05-2005

Sometimes at night
When I look up to the sky
I start to think of you
And then ask myself why
Why do I love you?
I think and smile
Because I know the list could run on for miles

The whisper of your voice
The warmth of your touch
My feelings are so strong
And I love you so much
Why do I love you?
I think and smile
Because I know the list could run on for miles

Always and forever

Mr. Samo · #2 05-05-2005

I spent last night dreaming of your eyes,
but your hair kept getting in the way.

Your lips dropped in to tell me how you'd been,
but when I tried to kiss them,
my pillow told me I'd missed them.

Your voice dropped by and sang a lullaby,
and it was then I knew just what to do.
I'd fall asleep and then,
I'd dream of you again

Mr. Samo · #3 05-05-2005

When I die, I wish to comeback as one of her tears.

What man would be so lucky

As to have been conceived in her heart,

Born in her eyes,

Live on her cheeks,

And die at her lips

Mr. Samo · #4 05-05-2005

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Mr. Samo · #5 09-05-2005

After a while you learn
the subtle difference between
holding a hand and chaining a soul
and you learn
that love doesn't mean leaning
and company doesn't always mean security.
And you begin to learn
that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises
and you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes ahead
with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child
and you learn
to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is
too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling down
in mid-flight.
After a while you learn
that even sunshine burns
if you get too much
so you plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone
to bring you flowers
And you learn that you really can endure
you really are strong
you really do have worth
and you learn
and you learn
with every goodbye, you learn ...