IrishCanadian
10-11-2005, 12:13 AM
The warmth is hugged into my sleep
By you who's heart is in your mind,
For to me love is what you reep.
When'er you feed the promise I find
Of callow joy in old times made new;
You know my wants, my joys, my needs,
And I learn yours as I pray for you.
But for this verse that always pleads
For the love we have preeminent,
Share my spleandour and hold it long
Until the earth, stars, and clouds have spent
Thier time and die like every song.
Until we reach such living home
Know that your heart is my heart's home.
By you who's heart is in your mind,
For to me love is what you reep.
When'er you feed the promise I find
Of callow joy in old times made new;
You know my wants, my joys, my needs,
And I learn yours as I pray for you.
But for this verse that always pleads
For the love we have preeminent,
Share my spleandour and hold it long
Until the earth, stars, and clouds have spent
Thier time and die like every song.
Until we reach such living home
Know that your heart is my heart's home.