love poems for her

The moon shines clear as silver,
The sun shines bright like gold,
And both are very lovely,
And very, very old.

God hung them up as lanterns,
For all beneath the sky;
And nobody can blow them out,
For they are up too high.

M ONSIGNORE ,
Right Reverend Bishop Valentinus,
Sometime of Interamna, which is called Ferni,
Now of the delightful Court of Heaven,
I respectfully salute you,
I genuflect
And I kiss your episcopal ring.

It is not, Monsignore,
The fragrant memory of your holy life,
Nor that of your shining and joyous martyrdom,
Which causes me now to address you.
But since this is your august festival, Monsignore,
It seems appropriate to me to state
According to a venerable and agreeable custom,

Mmmmmm
lordy lordy lord
Mmmmmmmmmm
lordy lordy lord
Say the woman I love
treats me just, just like a dog

I love you, baby
but your ways I just can't stand
I love you, mama
but your ways I just can't stand
Say you walked away and left me
good gal, with another man

Going back to Savannah, mama
and sign my initial down
Going back to Savannah, baby
and sign my initial down
Atlanta mens all hate me
and the women don't want me 'round

Going back to Savannah, baby

Mirkayan, don't show your love, simply relish
the veiled passion that lures the lover.

It's enough if your marvelous eyes make me
drink a full-cupped draught from life.

Hide your love from morning dew,
from brilliant sun and searing wind

Be stingy! Till that day arrives
when the eyes stay shut and play has ceased

Leave me infatuated with your love
not knowing if you're mine, or illusion's vapor

When night overwhelms, I say, " A dream! "
and fear the fading of the awesome dark

Mine eye bewrays
My heart's desires:
Ill luck delays
That love requires.
Love cannot live
Where hope decays:
Love cannot give,
That time delays.
Love cannot live
Where favour dies:
Hope cannot give
That hap denies.

VERSE

Loving you was all that really mattered,
Don't know why you ever went away;
Gone is ev'ry joy and inspiration,
What's the use in trying to be gay?
Even though my ev'ry dream is shattered,
I keep hoping you'll come back some day.

REFRAIN

Where are you?
Where have you gone without me?
I thought you cared about me.
Where are you?
Where's my heart?
Where is the dream we started?
I can't believe we're parted.
Where are you?
When we said good-bye, love,
What had we to gain?

Your eyes don't shine like they used to shine,
And the thrill is gone when your lips meet mine.
I'm afraid the masquerade is over,
And so is love, and so is love.
Your words don't mean what they used to mean.
They were once inspired, now they're just routine.
I'm afraid the masquerade is over,
And so is love, and so is love.
I guess I'll have to play Pagliacci
And get myself a clown's disguise,
And learn to laugh like Pagliacci
With tears in my eyes.
You look the same, you're a lot the same,

(Y OU Kiss W HILE Y OU'RE D ANCING )

Beautiful music!
Dangerous rhythm!
It's something daring,
" The Continental. "
A way of dancing that's really ultra new;
It's very subtle,
" The Continental, "
Because it does what you want it to do.
It has a passion,
" The Continental, "
An invitation to moonlight and romance;
It's quite the fashion,
" The Continental, "
Because you tell of your love while you dance.
Your lips
Whisper, so tenderly,
Her eyes

Some day when I'm awf'ly low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you,
And the way you look tonight.
Oh, but you're lovely
With your smile so warm,
And your cheek so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
Just the way you look tonight.
With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart.
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose
Touches my foolish heart.
Lovely, never, never change,
Keep that breathless charm,
Won't you please arrange it,
'Cause I love you,

VERSE

Give it up!
Give it up!
Too much man,
Too much grief,
No more man,
No more grief,
To be brief,
I got a firm belief.

REFRAIN 1

There must be somethin' better than love,
There must be somethin' better in view,
But if there's somethin' better than love,
Who wants it? Do you?
There jes' must be some practical plan
That don't require de service of man.
Suppose they find that practical plan —
Who wants it? Neither do I!