Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose Worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom:
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. ” – Sonnet 116 (Shakespeare)
Costanza – I’ve Been Waiting for You (mp3)
My wounds are still breathing
Fading away
I”ve been waiting for you to save my world…
Sexy song in that L-Wordish kind of way ;)
