The Views MC

Coming Home... How simple my life is now you are here, How I cherish each breath, How I crave the light and laughter you have brought me. I have fallen in love without taking a step, Fallen into the sweetest of dreams, How I hope no one wakes me. The simplest gesture wraps itself around my heart, Where I will hold it forever. Each time we say goodbye a part of me weeps, Though I know it is not forever To my aching soul it is an eternity. I see my happiness shine in your eyes, Every time you hold my hand my heart skips a beat. How sweet life is to be yours; How meaningless life is without you. They know nothing of the loneliness before you Nothing of the empty tears I cried day after day, How did you do it, I ask myself, How did you banish the fear, the darkness? You have made me see that nothing is that bad, That I am strong and worthy of happiness, You have saved me from myself. Everyday I wake up and smile to myself Knowing you are waiting for me, Knowing you can't wait to see me

THE RAVEN. Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore — While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “ ’Tis some visiter,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door — Only this and nothing more.”   Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December; And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow; — vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow — sorrow for the lost Lenore — For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore — Nameless here for evermore.   And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me — filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating “ ’Tis some visiter entreating entrance at my chamber door — Some late visiter e