Friday, October 15, 2004

the genius of gilbert

Whisper to me...The infinite language
of our hearts....Uplift me...With your
joyful smile....It's the little things
you do....That make loving you....So
easy....

if ever your goin to love me...
love me now while im still here...
the sweet tender feeling of affection...
love me now while i can still feel...
say you love me while im still livin...
dont wait for me till im gone...
and carved the word "love" on a ice-cold stone...
if you have dear sweet thoughts
why not whisper them to me...
dont you know that...
itl make me happy..
as glad as can be...
if youll wait til i sleep..
never to awaken again...
there will be walls of earth between us..
and i wont hear those sweet and tender words then...
i wont need any of your kind caress...
when the grass grows on my face...
i wont crave for your love and kisses...
in my eternal resting place...
so if you love me even just a bit...
let me know while im still breathin..
so i can own and treasure
every part of it.
~www.tabulas.com/~gerbert

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