Enchanted....

I think I was enchanted by Emily Dickinson

I think I was enchanted

When first a sombre Girl --

I read that Foreign Lady --

The Dark -- felt beautiful --

And whether it was noon at night --

Or only Heaven -- at Noon --

For very Lunacy of Light

I had not power to tell --

Words given to me....

You're so pure, so sure again
Whatever you do, we will laugh again
I'm like you, a fool again
Whenever I fell, I got up again

Babe you don't have to be afraid in my eyes
Babe, don't be ashamed

Find your way and lose again
Wherever you are you can choose again
Your heart will break, and heal again
And one day will come when you believe again

Babe, you don't have to be afraid in my eyes
Babe, don't be ashamed
Babe, you don't have to be afraid in my eyes
Babe, I'm so glad that you stayed

Babe, you don't have to be afraid in my eyes
Babe, don't be ashamed
Babe, you don't have to be afraid in my eyes
And I'm so glad that you stayed

I.......

I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.