I dreamt of Texas and my dream came true........
I dreamt of July and my dream came true..............
I dreamt of my love and SHE came true.........
I dream now of October......and my dream WILL come true.....
I dream of forever.......and ALL my dreams will come true.

Love is the expression of simplicity in emotion, the unattainable longing that comes so unexpectedly, with great subtlety and bliss.

A woman is always a mystery:
one must not be fooled by her
face and her hearts inspiration.

We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly embracing each other.

O what a heaven is love! O what a hell!



Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles awake you when you rise.
("Patient Grissill")

Have you ever loved a guy and think he didn't care?
Did you ever look into his eyes and say a little prayer?
Did you ever look into his heart and wish you were in there?
Did you ever whisper " I Love You " and never let him hear?
Did you ever fall in love my friend,
and find it didn't pay?
It only causes heart-ache,
It happens every day,
So my friend don't fall in love
You'll be hurt before you're through!
You see my friend,
I ought to know
for I fell In Love with you!

No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.

Love is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.



Wild Nights! Wild Nights! were I with thee-
Wild Nights would be our luxury--

Futile the winds to a heart in port,
Gone with the compass--
Gone with the chart--

Rowing in Eden..Ah the Sea!
Might I but moor--
Tonight in thee

Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score;
Then to that twenty, add a hundred more:
A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on,
To make that thousand up a million.
Triple that million, and when that is done,
Let's kiss afresh, as when we first begun.

The magic of first love is our ignorance that it can never end.

I am two fools, I know,
For loving, and for saying so
in Whining poetry.



Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove
Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,
With silken lines, and silver hooks.
("The Bait")



Twice or thrice had I loved thee,
Before I knew thy face or name;
So in a voice, so in a shapeless flame,
Angels affect us oft, and worshipp'd be.
("Air and Angels")

Pains of love be sweeter far
Than all other pleasures are.



In pious times, ere priestcraft did begin,
before polygamy was made a sin.

In any relationship in which two people become one, the end result is two half people.