Part 4 of the series from Everyman, a medieval morality play.
The Color of Love
Red is the color of love? I say, No!
What His Eyes See
She sees the oily shine of a complexion that hasn’t noticed puberty ended years ago. He sees a radiance that comes from beauty within. She sees crooked teeth marred with coffee stains. He sees a smile so warm it could melt a heart of stone. She sees calloused hands from all the times she forgot …
Now I Lay Me Down
Now I lay me down to weep....
Available
but he says I cannot stay. Not now. Not yet...
Dichotomy
Without is sunshine new green, a warm gentle breeze— Dark clouds rage within
Fellowship (from Everyman)
Part 3 of the series from Everyman, a medieval morality play.
With You
From here They look so close together, As though we could hop from one to the next...
Her Smile Warms the Sun
Her legs impart their strength unto the cedars; Her arms instruct the honeybee to work...
I Thank My God
God has led us both together, I can see; He will guide our lives throughout eternity.
Dark Side of the Moon 
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