Some ladies doubt your discussion with them, and some even feel like you won’t stay with them for long. Use this love poem to show them you are with them forever.
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- How Could I Ever Leave You
Sitting on this midnight train,
Traveling in my nightmares that are day-to-day
Looking out of the bleeding window,
Haunting memories pasted in layers,
Every one of these years spent loving only you,
Cannot believe you walked out the door,
Visions of you together with me, burnt in my head.
Turning away, I crumpled on the floor,
Being shoved from this cloud of love,
When I shut my eyes, hit the earth,
Though I keep dropping faster than time,
Crash without sound to memories,
Would have given up my life for you.
You vowed that you just would not leave,
Here I am alone and so cold.
Your words of love
I always believed,
I always believed,
As life has just begun, still breathing,
Unleash sadness from my black heart,
Or am I past the point of no return?
Please go back to me, my love.
Needing back your love in my heart,
Begging you’ll return to stay,
Tired of drowning in my tears,
Expect to come out of the midnight train.
With your hands in mine someday,
Waiting for you,
How could I ever leave you?
Always needed you here with me.
To our love, I will always be accurate
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And lease hath all too short a date.
Sometimes, too hot, the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
Changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor shall death brag thou wand rest in his shade,
So long lives this, and this also gives life to thee.
- The Passionate Shepherd to His Love.
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love.
And we will prove that valleys, groves, hills, and fields,
Woods, or steep mountains, yield.
And we’ll sit upon the stone,
Seeing the shepherds feed their herds,
By shallow rivers to whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
And I’ll make thee beds of roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and also a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of myrtle;
A gown made of the finest wool
Fair-lined slippers,
With buckles of the purest gold;
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And whether these pleasures may thee move,
Be with me, and let’s dwell together in love.
For thy delight each May morning:
If these delights thy mind may move,
Live with me and be my love.
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