Love poems

Stephen Crane

Ah, God, the way your little finger moved

Ah, God, the way your little finger moved
As you thrust a bare arm backward
And made play with your hair
And a comb a silly gilt comb
Ah, God-that I should suffer
Because of the way a little finger moved.

Citate de dragoste

• 'A simple I love you means more than money ...'
  ~ Frank Sinatra
• 'Work and love—these are the basics. Without them there is neurosis.'
  ~ Theodor Reik
• 'Love is like war,
  Easy to begin but hard to end.'
  ~ Anonymous