I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen; A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door; So I turned to the Garden of Love That so many sweet flowers bore. And I saw it was filled with graves, And tombstones where flowers should be; And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds, ...

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How much I'd like to tell him I wouldn't never do anything to jeopardize our friendship. This poem shows that someone can hurt you with out knowing, but keep you coming back for more. I've been caught swimming in his eyes again. Holding my heart so it doesn't break in his presence. I've been known to have to steady my breathing at his smile, as my own returns with red cheeks. As the subject of my never ending sentences, he calls upon pauses that should not be ...

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Rarely, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night? Many a weary night and day 'Tis since thou art fled away. How shall ever one like me Win thee back again? With the joyous and the free Thou wilt scoff at pain. Spirit false! thou hast forgot All but those who need thee not. As a lizard with the shade Of a trembling leaf, Thou with sorrow art dismayed; Even the sighs of grief Reproach thee, that thou art not near, And reproach thou wilt not hear. Let me ...

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