Love poems
Emily Dickinson
22
I gave myself to him,
And took himself for pay.
The solemn contract of
a life
Was ratified this way
The value might disappoint,
Myself a poorer prove
Than this my
purchaser suspect,
The daily own of Love
Depreciates the sight;
But, 'til the merchant buy,
Still fabled, in the
isles of spice
The subtle cargoes lie.
At least, 'tis mutual risk,-
Some found it mutual gain;
Sweet debt of
Life,-each night to owe,
Insolvent, every noon.
Citate de dragoste
- 'True love cannot be found where it truly does not exist,
Nor can it be hidden where it truly does.'
~ Anonymous - 'A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.'
~ Mignon McLaughlin - 'I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion - I have shudder'd at it. I shudder no more.
I could be martyr'd for my religion. Love is my religion.
And I could die for that. I could die for you.'
~ John Keats