
Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land. When you can no longer hold my hand. Nor I half turned to go yet turning stay. A vestige of the thoughts that once I had. Better by far that you should forget and smile. Than that you remember and be sad. Poem by Christina Rossetti - Remember

I love your lips when they're wet with wine. And red with a wild desire. I love your eyes when the lovelight lies lit with a passionate fire. So kiss me sweet with your warm, wet mouth. Still freshened with ruby red wine. Poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox - I Love You
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She walks in beauty, like the night. of cloudless climes and starry skies. and all that's best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes. Poem by Lord Byron (George Gordon) She Walks in Beauty
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