When You're Near Me
Whenever you want to be near me, you are.
You can even be more me than I am,
and this, this you always choose.
It seems maybe even illegal
your beauty
and the way you make me alive
feel so alive
and at home.
Home.
This is a theme explored time and again in romantic literature, that the object of your affection may know you more intimately than you know yourself. And while this may or may not be true, the arms of your beloved should feel like home. They should be a refuge from the toil of this world, the frustration, the pain, the purposelessness of some things. Remember that show Winnie-the-Pooh and the wonderful quote: “If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.” Below is a poem by author, Alan Alexander Milne.
Whenever you want to be near me, you are.
You can even be more me than I am,
and this, this you always choose.
It seems maybe even illegal
your beauty
and the way you make me alive
feel so alive
and at home.
Home.
This is a theme explored time and again in romantic literature, that the object of your affection may know you more intimately than you know yourself. And while this may or may not be true, the arms of your beloved should feel like home. They should be a refuge from the toil of this world, the frustration, the pain, the purposelessness of some things. Remember that show Winnie-the-Pooh and the wonderful quote: “If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.” Below is a poem by author, Alan Alexander Milne.
Us Two
Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:
"Well, that's very odd 'cos I was too.
Let's go together," says Pooh, says he.
"Let's go together," says Pooh.
"What's twice eleven?" I said to Pooh.
("Twice what?" said Pooh to Me.)
"I think it ought to be twenty-two."
"Just what I think myself," said Pooh.
"It wasn't an easy sum to do,
But that's what it is," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what it is," said Pooh.
"Let's look for dragons," I said to Pooh.
"Yes, let's," said Pooh to Me.
We crossed the river and found a few-
"Yes, those are dragons all right," said Pooh.
"As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.
That's what they are," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what they are," said Pooh.
"Let's frighten the dragons," I said to Pooh.
"That's right," said Pooh to Me.
"I'm not afraid," I said to Pooh,
And I held his paw and I shouted "Shoo!
Silly old dragons!"- and off they flew.
"I wasn't afraid," said Pooh, said he,
"I'm never afraid with you."
Arms (2011). Christina Perri
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