“She’s Like The Wind - Patrick Swayze
( Dirty Dancing , 1987 - Soundtrack)

From: Debbie - http://cozycottageblogspot.blogspot.com/ -

What the World Needs Now

(written by Burt Bacharach and Hal David, and sung by Jackie DeShannon, 1965)

What the world needs now,
Is love, sweet love,
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of.
What the world needs now,
Is love, sweet love,
No, not just for some but for everyone.

(more…)

From: Dee, 33, Twin Cities, Minnesota, USA
To: Chris, 41, Twin Cities, Minnesota, USA

The longer I know you, the more you become
A part of who I am.
The deeper we go the more I realize-
I don’t want to be without you.
Safety is wrapped in your strong arms
Joy is in your smile, filled with light and understanding.
Beauty is in the dark flecks within your green eyes
And reassurance is in your soft whisper against my ear.
I no longer have to hide.
You continually prove you love me-
For exactly who I am, faults and strengths
When I am strong and when I am weak.

(more…)

From: Nadiana Koh, 26, Singapore, North East
To: Beloved Mummy Dearest, 55, Singapore, West

Its been 3 years, 26 days since you left
Memories of you still are fresh in mind
Im sorry I was not by your side in your last moments.
and how i wished i could replay back the time all over again.
oh! how i wish i could, it would have been a totally different outcome…..

(more…)

From: Annabel NYC
To: BH

craving
for the sweet way you would sniff my cheek
for your hand softly rubbing my back
when you say how beautiful i am when near you
how my arms wrap around your full waist
you are a tree
breathe and be still
thank you for the little smile on my heart
and thank you for the reminder that i am loved

From: Evelyn Teh, Malaysia
To: jaj

Have been thinking of you the entire day
But I don’t wanna tell you
I look at different faces
But all I see is your’s in my mind
It seems for each sms I receive
I was hoping that it was from you
I really want to do what I do
Without thinking of you at all
Get you out of my head
I don’t wanna remember what we had
But i don’t wanna forget you either
I so want to hate you
For being so nice to me
For being there when I needed someone
For treating me in a special way
For always knowing what to say
I have to forget somehow
Perhaps it is taking too much
You are like a sweet dream without an ending
You are like a pleasure I shall never possess
You are inviting, you are enticing, you are luring, you are mesmerizing
You will remain my little secret
Just you and me
Just you and me

Evelyn Teh

From: Rachel Arturo, 27, Philippines
To: My Dearest Eddie =)

Paperwalls, Wallpapers and You

Paperwalled
this room that is my own
that takes me places far away

You
the nicer, happier kind
who tells me things will be okay
maybe not today
but soon

Wallpapers
of flowers and skies I cling to
that calms me every time

You
the quiet, hopeful kind
who allows me to dream
the nicest dreams I could

Wallpapers would peel
Paperwalls would fall
I’ll be okay

I have you…

From: Shirley Nojest
To: …..

Oh friend, ya know
I love ya so
I can’t say the words inside.

You can’t let yours out-
and I won’t do without
your hands on my cheeks
again.

It will never be fair,
run your hands in my hair..
do you feel what I
want you to say?

I always know what you need.
You never fail– make me plead
..in my pitiful rhyming ways.

Love me back - it’s not treason,
don’t think voice of reason.

i think,..
i loved you first.

From: Tracy, 18, Greenevill, TN
To: Cody Cansler

Cody,

I love you so much! You make my life so much easier, and I am so glad that I have you in it. Thank You so much for every thing that you do. I appreciate you and your family so much, I wish you all the best, and I love you all.

Tracy

From: Mary, Detroit
To: Keith, Detroit

Out

white in white breath
rises drifts through falling
snow breath your breath
tangles
with mine joining
your fingers melt
six sides merge
into one pearl
drop clings to another
drop sliding
down branches bend
bow dip bob
flakes cling
to your skin
wind licks
your damp lips
I crawl
laughing
into the winter
warmth of your arms.

Mary Stebbins, for Keith