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

• 'Where love rules, there is no will to power; and where power predominates, there love is lacking. The one is the shadow of the other.'
  ~ Carl Jung
• 'What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.'
  ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
• 'Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.'
  ~ Louise Hay