Proverb of the day: 2/8/2011

You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.

~ Unknown. 

She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron

She walks in beauty, like the night 
Of cloudless climes and starry skies; 
And all that's best of dark and bright 
Meet in her aspect and her eyes: 
Thus mellow'd to that tender light 
Which heaven to gaudy day denies. 

One shade more, one ray less, 
Had half impair'd the nameless grace 
Which waves in every raven tress, 
Or softly lightens o'er her face; 
Where thoughts serenely sweet express 
How pure, how dear their dwelling place. 

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow 
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, 
The smiles that win, the tints that glow, 
But tell of days in goodness spent, 
A mind at peace with all below, 
A heart whose love is innocent!

In Loving Truth

I am so in love with you,
I've needed you all my life.
Without you I never knew that love was true.
Always in Pain, I was in strife.

Before you, caring was agony.
You alone, could teach me to smile, to laugh.
I was blind, but you made me see.
You made me happy with what I have.

The sweetest mouth, lips, kisses.
The deepest eyes.
I feel like I am flying, every time we kiss.
Never tell me any lies.

We cry together,
You make me Sing, and fly, and smile.
You always make me purr,
Our love can last over the miles.

You will always drive me wild.