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Always

I’ll be loving you always
With a love that’s true, always
When the things you’ve planned
Need a helping hand
I will understand, always, always

Days may not be fair, always
That’s when I’ll be there, always
Not for just an hour
Not for just a day
Not for just a year, but always

Leonard Cohen

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Venice

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my love i can think of nothing in this world
that compares to the way you make me feel
there is not a rainbow as colourful as your laughter
there is not a star that shines as bright as your eyes
if i were to be stranded in the sahara with no water
the mere thought of you would sustain me better than an oasis
the love i have for you is wider than the grand canyon
and the distance between us smaller than the eye of a needle
your smile can light up my darkest days and chase away my deepest fears
your voice is the sweetest melody i will ever hear
you are my inspiration, my guiding light and my strength
you are the other half of my soul.

XX

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I have got you under my skin
I’ve got you deep in the heart of me

So deep in my heart
You’re nearly a part of me
I’ve got you under my skin

I have tried so not to give in
I have said to myself this affair
Never gonna go somewhere

But why should I try to resist
When baby I know so well
That I’ve got you under my skin

I would sacrafice anything
Come what might
For the sake of holding you near
In spite of a warning voice
That comes in the night
It repeats and it shouts in my ear

Don’t you know blue-eyes
You never can win
Use your mentality
Wake up to reality

But each time I do
Just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin

’cause I’ve got you under my skin

I’d sacrafice anything
Come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice
That comes in the night
It repeats and it shouts in my ear

Don’t you know you old fool
You never can win
Use your mentality
Wake up to reality

But each time that I do
Just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin

’cause I’ve got you under my skin
And I love you (when you’re) under my skin

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You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold

So she took her love
For to gaze awhile
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold

Will you stay with me, will you be my love
Among the fields of barley
We’ll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold

See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I’ve broken
But I swear in the days still left
We’ll walk in fields of gold
We’ll walk in fields of gold

Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold

You’ll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold

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Some people say
That oysters make you come on strong,
But I don’t buy it,
I don’t believe my diet turns me on.
Won’t take no pills,
That’s the last thing that I need to do,
I can’t deny it,
My aphrodisiac is you.

Alright, I could sniff some powdered rhino horn,
And go to bed in rubber gloves.
But I don’t need no stimulation,
Potions, balms or embrocation,
I’m in love,
In other words…

Don’t smoke no grass,
Or opium from old Hong Kong,
That hubble-bubble
Just makes me see you double
All night long.
Don’t waste my time
With Spanish fly and roots to chew,
They cause me trouble,
Because my aphrodisiac is you.

Alright, I could sniff some powdered rhino horn,
And go to bed in rubber gloves.
But I don’t need no stimulation,
Potions, balms or embrocation,
I’m in love,
In other words…

Some people like
To read the khama sutra first,
But I don’t need it
I think if I should read it
I’d be worse;
Don’t ask me why,
Because baby, I ain’t got a clue.
I just concede it,
My aphrodisiac Is you

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A thousand years, a thousand more,
A thousand times a million doors to eternity
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times
An endless turning stairway climbs
To a tower of souls
If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars,
The towers rise to numberless floors in space
I could shed another million tears, a million breaths,
A million names but only one truth to face

A million roads, a million fears
A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty
I could speak a million lies, a million songs,
A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time
But if there was a single truth, a single light
A single thought, a singular touch of grace
Then following this single point , this single flame,
The single haunted memory of your face

I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head

I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortune’s child to judge another’s crimes
Or wear this pilgrim’s cloak, or be a common thief
I’ve kept this single faith, I have but one belief

I still love you
I still want you
A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves
Like galaxies in my head
On and on the mysteries unwind themselves
Eternities still unsaid
‘Til you love me

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I won’t spend my life, waiting for an angel to descend,
searching for a rainbow with an end,
now that I’ve found you
I’ll call off the search.

and I won’t spend my life, gazing at the stars up in the sky
wondering if love will pass me by
now that I’ve found you
I’ll call off the search

Out on my own I would never have known
this world that I see today
and I’ve got a feeling
it won’t fade away

and I won’t end my days, wishing that love would come along,
cause you are in my life where you belong
now that I’ve found you
I’ll call off the search

I adore this song. :)

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not when you buy someone a bottle of voddy for their birthday and then drink it yourself you wont. :P :wink: :lol: so mean and cruel that was.

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does the wind blow because it wants to be heard
or water flow because it wants to be felt
is natures landscape there to be talked about
or painted by a great artist in the making
or the rainbow appear because it wants to be
looked at in awe
do the moon and stars shine because
they want to inspire some poetic
tenderness to an otherwise lonely night
does the poet write because he seeks
recognition, or great riches
no, the poet writes because he must
there is a need, a hunger to put pen to paper
his soul is fed by the very things that we take for granted
he can find beauty in the simplest gesture
inspiration in the smallest act.
poetry runs through him
like the water that rushes out to meet the sea
like the moon that lends a subtlety to our thoughts
like the rainbow that crowns the sky on a wet afternoon
poetry is a part of him just as nature is a part
of the world that surrounds us all.

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