I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
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2011 11 June :: 2.40am
:: Mood: creative
:: Music: "Love you till the end" By The Pogues
What Is Love
A love all-commanding, all-withstanding
Through a year is my love;
A grief darkly hiding, starkly biding
Without let or remove;
Of strength a sharp straining, past sustaining
Wheresoever I rove,
A force still extending without ending
Before and around and above.
Of Heaven 'tis the brightest amazement,
The blackest abasement of Hell,
A struggle for breath with a spectre,
In nectar a choking to death;
'Tis a race with Heaven's lightning and thunder,
Then Champion Feats under Moyle's water,
'Tis pursuing the cuckoo, the wooing
Of Echo, the Rock's airy daughter.
Till my red lips turn ashen,
My light limbs grow leaden,
My heart loses motion,
In Death my eyes deaden,
So is my love and my Passion,
So is my ceaseless devotion
To him to whom I gave them,
To him who will not have them.
Living with you.
I love it right now. I thought moving in together was going to be scary and uncomfortable, but its not at all. It's fun, it's easy, it's happy, it's comforting knowing I'll wake up to you every morning. No more missing you for weeks at a time. No more holding a pillow wishing it was you in bed with me. No more distance. Sure, we've had arguments, but nothing major, and the tension doesn't last. You always know how to make me feel better and break my walls down. You know how to make me laugh on days where I don't even want to smile. You are the most amazing thing in my life, and I wouldn't trade it for the world. I love you. I love sharing a bed with you even though you hog the blankets, I love going grocery shopping with you even though you're all over the place, I love our disorganized, qwerky, sometimes upsetting life together.
All that I am,
All that I ever was,
Is here in your perfect eyes,
They're all I can see.
If I lay here,
If I just lay here,
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Found this while watching "1,000 Ways To Die"
Way To Die #247: Eye-Sick-Kill
Date: November 29, 2008
Place: Cedar Springs, MI
The Christmas season at a mall in Cedar Springs, MI, had it's usual Christmas display, and since it was Christmastime, the mall had Santa Claus stationed outside to greet visitors. But this Santa was as naughty as his female helpers were "nice", but you would expect this Santa to be naughty. The rest of the year, he was just an old hippie stoner called "Paul".
As this Santa would do things that would only happen in the privacy of Santa's house in the North Pole, Santa's helper's got tired of the special attention that Santa paid them and made it a point to talk to the mall manager, who then made it a point to give Santa a present, that of getting fired.
But as Santa was walking away after being fired, he looked up and suddenly got a point, that was at the end of an icicle that suddenly dislodged itself from the roof, and went straight into Santa's eye, killing him instanly.
That's funny, usually naughty people get coal for Christmas, but this bad Santa got something "ice" this year...
Medical Dianosis:
The icicle decided to dislodge at that moment, which dropped with enough velocity to actually go through the eye and into the brain and killing Santa, due to brain trauma.
The creation of icicles is a continious cycle: The point of the icicle is formed more quickly than the base, which releases heat every time the icicle freezes. This cycle happens over and over again until the base of the icicle can't hold any more weight and breaks off and falls. The dislodging of icicles off buildings and roofs can prove hazardous and sometimes deadly to pedestrians and drivers due to the speed that a falling icicle can achieve, and icicles have actually killed people, like our unlucky Santa, during wintertime, more times than you can imagine
It's funny cos we don't have a mall, and I never heard anything about this.