Even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth,"You owe me." Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
He stepped back and threw his arms out. "I'm always crazy around you Rose. Here, I'm going to write an impromptu poem for you." He tipped his head back and shouted to the sky: "Rose is in red But never in blue Sharp as a thorn Fights like one too.
Dreams like a podcast, Downloading truth in my ears. They tell me cool stuff." "Apollo?" I guess, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad. He put his finger to his lips. "I'm incognito. Call me Fred." "A god named Fred?
They say you fall in love. But you don't just fall down, Scraping your knees. Love smacks you Hard Right in the face, Leaving A huge Invisible Bruise All over Your soul.
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand And eternity in an hour.
She tells her love while half asleep, In the dark hours, With half-words whispered low: As Earth stirs in her winter sleep And put out grass and flowers Despite the snow, Despite the falling snow.