THIS WEB PAGE GOES OUT TO THE ONE I LOVE
BRIGITTE. WHO MAKS MY DAY
WORTH WHILE. MAKES MY DAY GO FASTER AND EASYER.
LOVE IS GIVING HUGGS AND KISSES TO THE ONE YOU
LOVE. WHEN I THINK OF MY LOVE I'M ON CLOUD NINE.
THE MORE WE TALK THE MORE I LOVE HER SHE'S LIKE
CANDY NICE AND SWEET WITH OUT ALLCAVITIES. SHE'
LIKE A POT OF GOLD YOU FIND AT THE END OF A
RAINBOW FULL OF RICHES ON THE INSIDE AND OUT AND
THAT YOU TREASURE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE. I WISH
I COULD BE THERE WITH HER RIGHT NOW WITH HER IN
MY ARMS HOLDING HER TIGHT AND NOT LETTING GO TILL
WE BOTH DIE. I JUST WANT TO HEAR DO YOU BRIGITTE
TAKE ROBERT TOBE YOUR WELL YOU KNOW THE REST
POEM BY ROBERT:
I COULD SAY A MILLION THINGS ABOUT YOU BUT THAT
WOULDN'T MEAN THAT MUCH ABOUT HOW I LONG FOR YOUR
KISSES AND YEARN TO FEEL YOUR TOUCH I COULD
MENTION ALL THESE PICTURES THAT PLAY OVERNIGHT
EVERYNIGHT PICTURING YOUR HAND IN MINE OR THE WAY
YOU HOLD ME TIGHT I COULD WRITE MORE THEN A
THOUSAND PAGES ON HOW IT FEELS SO REAL I COULD
CRY ALL THE WATER IN THE WORLD TO SHOW HOW MUCH I
WANT YOU NEAR ME TO DO ALL THE THINGS I'D LIKE
TO DO IF ONLY YOU COULD BE HERE. THERE ARE A
MILLIONS OF THINGS I COULD SAY BUT THERES ONLY
ONE THAT SOUNDS SO TRUE TO ME AND I WOULD SAY IT
OVER AND OVER AGIAN JUST FOR YOU ONLY I LOVE YOU
I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU *S*
WHEN YOUR BEAUTY APPEARS.
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WHEN YOUR BEAUTY APPEARS,
IN IT'S GRACES AND SIRS,
ALL BRIGHT AS AN ANGLE NEW DROPT FROM THE
SKIES,
AT THE DISTANCE I GAZE, AND AM AWED BY MY
FEARS, SO STRANGELY YOU DAZZLE MY EYES!!
BUT WHEN WITH OUT ART
YOUR KIND THOUGHTS YOU IMPART,
WHEN YOUR LOVE IN BLUSHES THROUGH EVERY
VEIN,
WHEN IT DARTS FROM YOU YOUR EYES WHEN I'S
PANTSAT YOUR AT YOU'RE HEART,
AND THEN THEN I KNOW YOU'RE WOMEN
AGIAN
THERE'S A PASSION AND PRIDE IN OUR SEX,
SHE REPLIED:
AND THUS (MIGHT I GRATIFY BOTH) I WOULD
DO,
STILL AN ANGLE APPEAR TO EACH LOVER
BESIDE,
BUT STILL BE WOMEN FOR YOU.
BY THOMAS FARNELL
~~~~~LOVE
SONGS~~~~~
I NEVER LOVED BUT YOU.
FOR YOU ALONE I RIDE THE RING,
FOR YOU I WEAR THE BLUE;
FOR YOU ALONE I STRIVE TO SING,O TELL ME HOW TO WOO THEE, LOVE;
O TELL ME HOW TO WOO THEE!FOR THY DEAR SAKE, NAE CARE I'LL
TAKE,
THO' NE'ER ANOTHER TROW ME!
I LOVE YOU, NOT ONLY FOR WHAT YOU ARE, BUT FOR
WHAT I AM WHEN I'M WITH YOU MY LOVE.
I LOVE YOU, NOT ONLY FOR WHAT YOU HAVE MADE FOR
YOURSELF, BUT FOR YOU ARE MAKING OF ME.
I LOVE YOU FOR THE PART OF ME THAT YOU BRING OUT;
I LOVE YOU FOR PUTTING YOUR HAND INTO MY HEART
AND PASSING OVER ALL THE FOOLISH, WEEK THINGS
THAT YOU CAN'T HELP DIMLY SEEING THERE, AND FOR
DRAWING OUT INTO THE LIGHT ALL THE BEAUTIFUL
BELONGINGS THAT NO ONE ELSE HAD LOOKED QUITE FAR
ENOUGH TO FIND
I LOVE YOU BEACUSE YOU ARE HELPING ME TO MAKE OF
THE OF MY LIFE NOT A TAVERN BUT A TEMPLE; OUT OF
THE WORKS OF ME EVERY DAY NOT A REPROACH BUT A
SONG.
I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU HAVE DONE MORE THAN ANY
CREED COULD HAVE DONE. AND THATS WHY I LOVE YOU
BRIGITTE THE END
Last updated on March 10, 1998