*goodybye*

today is the day
the lord has called you home
our lives will never be the same
you touched us with your kindness
you warmed our hearts with your smile
forever loved by those of us left behind
you will be missed
though you are no longer here on earth
you will live on forever
in the hearts of those you touched
an angel above
is what you have become

jenny~
september 27, 2008

*bleeding love*

Closed off from love I didn’t need the pain
Once or twice was enough and it was all in vain
Time starts to pass before you know it you’re frozen
But something happened for the very first time with you
My heart melted to the ground found something true
And everyone’s looking round thinking I’m going crazy

But I don’t care what they say I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away but they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein that I keep on closing
You cut me open and I

Keep bleeding keep keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding I keep keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding keep keep bleeding love
You cut me open

Trying hard not to hear but they talk so loud
Their piercing sounds fill my ears try to fill me with doubt
Yet I know that their goal is to keep me from falling
But nothing’s greater than the risk that comes with your embrace
And in this world of loneliness I see your face
Yet everyone around me thinks that I’m going crazy
Maybe maybe

Chorus
And it’s draining all of me
Though they find it hard to believe
I’ll be wearing these scars for everyone to see

Chorus
And I keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding, keep keep bleeding love

Leona Lewis~

how can you miss someone?

how can you miss someone?
someone you've never really met.
with each passing day
i miss you more than the day before

how can you miss someone?
someone you've never really met.
i miss your touch
and you've never really touched me

how can you miss someone?
someone you've never really met.
i miss the way you smell after you shower
even though i've never smelled you before

how can you miss someone?
someone you've never really met.
i miss your hugs
the way your strong arms wrap around me

how can you miss someone?
someone you've never really met.
i miss the way my head fits in the crook of your neck

how can you miss someone?
someone you've never really met.
i miss the way our hands fit together so perfectly

how can you miss someone?
someone you've never really met.
i miss the way you kiss me
the softness of your lips
the way you taste

how can you miss someone?
someone you've never really met.
i think i would miss you
even if we never meet.

jenny~
september 3,2008

dreaming of you

dreaming of your touch
is it soft?
will you caress my body
hold me close
i want to lay my head on your chest
listening to your heart beat
thump, thump,thump.....
two hearts slowly beating as one
the rise and fall of your chest
slowly, softly putting me to sleep
fingers laced together as one
soft strokes with your thumb
gentle kisses across my forehead
the smell of your skin
circling around my nose
time stops
never wanting this feeling to end

jenny~
august 29,2008

until i met you

in a world of pain
all i saw was darkness
broken hearted
scared to trust
tears falling
afraid to love again
until i met you
you showed me a world full of greatness
you opened a world full of light
no longer broken hearted
no longer scared to trust
you wiped the tears away
you showed me what real love is like
when you are in my life
there is no longer pain

jenny~
august 29,2008

afraid

scared of getting hurt
frightened to allow anyone close
you make me feel less scared
you ease the terrors inside
you say all the right things
you calm a racing mind
with you i never know what i'll find
no pushing
no rushing
just take it easy
go with the flow
nice and gentle

jenny~
august 27,2008

how did you do it?

how did you do it?
bring me to life
light a flame that's never been lit
touch me in places i've never been touched
without really touching me at all
are you real?
or am i just dreaming?
are you the one i've been waiting on?


jenny~
august 27,2008

How Do I Love Thee

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle- light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, ---I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

A Pretty Woman

That fawn-skin-dappled hair of hers,
And the blue eyeDear and dewy,
And that infantine fresh air of hers!

To think men cannot take you, Sweet,
And enfold you,Ay, and hold you,
And so keep you what they make you, Sweet!

You like us for a glance, you know---
For a word's sakeOr a sword's sake,
All's the same,
whate'er the chance, you know.

And in turn we make you ours, we say---
You and youth too,
Eyes and mouth too,
All the face composed of flowers, we say.

All's our own, to make the most of, Sweet---
Sing and say for,
Watch and pray for,
Keep a secret or go boast of, Sweet!

But for loving, why, you would not,
Sweet,Though we prayed you,
Paid you, brayed youin a mortar---for you could not, Sweet!

So, we leave the sweet face fondly there:
Be its beautyIts sole duty!
Let all hope of grace beyond, lie there!

And while the face lies quiet there,
Who shall wonder
That I ponderA conclusion?
I will try it there.

As---why must one, for the love foregone,
Scout mere liking?
Thunder-striking
Earth---the heaven, we looked above for, gone!

Why, with beauty,
needs there money be,
Love with liking?
Crush the fly-king
In his gauze, because no honey-bee?

May not liking be so simple-sweet,
If love grew there
'Twould undo there
All that breaks the cheek to dimples sweet?

Is the creature too imperfect,
Would you mend it
And so end it?
Since not all addition perfects aye!

Or is it of its kind, perhaps,
Just perfection---
Whence, rejection
Of a grace not to its mind, perhaps?

Shall we burn up, tread that face at once
Into tinder,
And so hinder
Sparks from kindling all the place at once?

Or else kiss away one's soul on her?
Your love-fancies!---
A sick man sees
Truer, when his hot eyes roll on her!

Thus the craftsman thinks to grace the rose---
Plucks a mould-flower
For his gold flower,
Uses fine things that efface the rose:

Rosy rubies make its cup more rose,
Precious metals
Ape the petals,---
Last, some old king locks it up, morose!

Then how grace a rose? I know a way!
Leave it, rather.
Must you gather?
Smell, kiss, wear it---at last, throw away!

Robert Browning