Love poems

W. B. Yeats

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams

Citate de dragoste

• 'Love is like war,
  Easy to begin but hard to end.'
  ~ Anonymous
• 'Soul meets soul on lover's lips.'
  ~ Percy Bysshe Shelly
• 'Love is an energy which exists of itself. It is its own value.'
  ~ Thornton Wilder