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
- 'Bitterness imprisons life; love releases it. Bitterness paralyzes life; love empowers it. Bitterness sours life; love sweetens it. Bitterness sickens life; love heals it. Bitterness blinds life; love anoints its eyes.'
~ Harry Emerson Fosdick - 'Love is an attempt to change a piece of a dream world into reality.'
~ Theodor Reik - 'This is one of the miracles of love: It gives … a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.'
~ C S Lewis