The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dale and field,
And all the craggy mountains yield.
There will we sit upon the rocks,
And see the shepherds feed their flocks,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
There I will make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;
A gown made of the finest wool
Which from our pretty lambs we pull;
Fair lined slippers for the cold,
With buckles of the purest gold;
A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs;
And if these pleasures may thee move,
Come live with me, and be my love.
Thy silver dishes for thy meat
As precious as the gods do eat,
Shall on an ivory table be
Prepared each day for thee and me.
The shepherd swains shall dance and sing
for thy delight each May-morning:
If these delights thy mind may move
then live with me and be my love.
Love is a gentle caring
a quiet concern
deeply hidden in the heart.
A presence always felt
everyday, every minute, every hour.
Love is a gentle embrace
between body and soul.
A quiet touch of the hand
a soft hug by warm arms
a caress of two souls.
Love is a great passion
between hungry hearts.
The intimate exchange
between mind, body and soul.
Love is always caring
always being there.
Love is a wonderful gift
shared by two blessed souls
experiencing Heaven on Earth.
Love Never Dies
Love never dies,
it just gets put aside
blurred by years of life.
It lives so quiet and deep in your heart
waiting for time, waiting for caring
waiting to renew passion and joy.
Love need to be embraced
love need to shout
love need to hear whispers of caring.
Love never dies
it's a patient tenant of heart and soul.
Together is a wonderful place to be.
Together is a warm, secure,...