Love poems

Hartley Coleridge

Song

She is not fair to outward view
As many maidens be,
Her loveliness I never knew
  Until she smiled on me;
O, then I saw her eye was bright,
A well of love, a spring of light!

But now her looks are coy and cold,
To mine they ne'er reply,
And yet I cease not to behold
  The love-light in her eye:
Her very frowns are fairer far
Than smiles of other maidens are.

Citate de dragoste

• 'Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.'
  ~ Louise Hay
• 'Life without love is like a tree
  Without blossom and fruit.'
  ~ Kahlil Gibran
• 'A simple I love you means more than money ...'
  ~ Frank Sinatra