Tell Me How Much Again
The writers over the years have managed to demonstrate the intensity and the vastness of love. I have heard people asking how much do you love me and people answering with a gesture of the out stretched hands to your side, as far as they could span. I know that the gesture means infinite but then I hear eternity and a day. Is it that love is so immeasurable that we say and do strange thing to represent the unknown?
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Tell Me How Much Again Today she asked how did I Ever knew love and bid it good-bye Love once found she said you feel Like if it’s lost you might never heal Moon dust caresses you upon the face Evening clouds cuddle you in their embrace Hours go by and time has stood still One kiss from a lover’s lips and it can fill Weeks may be years with ecstasy May be one is all it’s meant to be Unrelenting lovers kiss again and again Caress each other until a burning pain Huddles them and bids them why Are there fewer stars than love in the sky Grains of sands can never surpass A lover passion is more than all the blades of grass Intensity of the sun’s rays are now dim to me Not even can love be measured with drops from the sea |
Makes you take another look at love.
Very Good.
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