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Offline waleed_alblooshi

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To Prove You Love Me
« on: November 26, 2007, 07:52:17 PM »
My dear, it's a simple problem of logic,
To prove you love me
I'll lay out all the premises for you
And then it will be "proved," don't you see.

I want you to know I love you
And I hold you dear in my heart
And from that act of loving... I'm a 'lover'
A label I'm happy fate has to impart

Now, everyone knows a lover is loved
He is loved with a love quite true
In fact, I have heard it is generally said,
"All the world loves a lover"- and I won't argue?

But, My Dearest, My Love I don't care for the world
And the love they would give to me
For you are my world, my sun and my moon
You're my snow sprinkled mountain, my warm blue sea.

Yet, I've found in my statement the Key to the problem
And the answer is clear and it's sound
It is in the statement I naturally said
As I thought of how my love abounds

For, if "all the world loves a lover" -as was agreed above
And I'm a lover as I have said because of my love for thee
But you are all the world to me, therefore, don't you know
YOU must be this 'world' of Love that is waiting just for me.

Logic is such a powerful tool for proving the world is round
And proving stars are giant suns and water is all that's dew
But proving your love is not the same, I realize all too well
Tho logic's there your heart must freely return the love I have for you. (F)

Offline waleed_alblooshi

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...................THE ROSE....................
« Reply #1 on: November 26, 2007, 08:10:30 PM »
Some say LOVE, it is a river,
That drowns the gentle seed.
Some say LOVE, it is a razor,
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say LOVE, it is a hunger,
An endless, aching need.
I say LOVE, it is a flower,
And you (Rash ad) it's only seed!!

It's a heart afraid of flouting (breaking)
That never learns to dance.
It is the dream, afraid of waking,
That never takes the chance.

When the night has been too lonely,
And the road has been long.
And YOU think that LOVE is only
For the lucky and strong:

Just remember, in the winter,
Far-off below the bitter snows,
Lies the seed, that with the sun's love
In the spring been THE ROSE!!
  (F) (F) (F)