Quotes

Love Poem: Marriage Morning Light, so low upon earth, You send a flash to the sun.Here is the golden close of love, All my wooing is done.Oh, the woods and the meadows, Woods where we hid from the wet,Stiles where we stay’d to be kind, Meadows in which we met! Light, so low in the […]

Love Poem: Meeting at Night The grey sea and the long black land;And the yellow half-moon large and low;And the startled little waves that leapIn fiery ringlets from their sleep,As I gain the cove with pushing prow,And quench its speed i’ the slushy sand. Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;Three fields to cross till

Love Poem: Music by the Moon If I could hold you closeWhen the dark abides,And your eyes beholdAt the break of light,I’d write music by the moonAnd songs by the sun,And their melody and tuneWould ring you’re the one.– Sandra Holder

Love Poem: Love Sonnet VII Come with me, I said,and no one knew where,or how my pain throbbed,no carnations or barcaroles for me,only a wound that love had opened. I said it again: Come with me,as if I were dying,and no one saw the moonthat bled in my mouthor the blood that rose into silence.O

Love Poem: Love Spell Every time I look at youmy heart skips a beatI wonder if you know, my love,that my heart is at your feetI leave it there for you to dowhatever that you wishYou could take my heart,and love me,Or just leave me in this bliss.– Ana Martinez

Love Poem: …and now, love, you with the warm heart and loving eyes, whose picture I kissed last night and whose lips I so often kiss in my dreams, whose love enriches me so bountifully with all pleasant memories and sweet anticipations, whose encircling arms shield me from so much evil and harm, whose caresses

Love Poem: Love Sonnet VII Come with me, I said,and no one knew where,or how my pain throbbed,no carnations or barcaroles for me,only a wound that love had opened. I said it again: Come with me,as if I were dying,and no one saw the moonthat bled in my mouthor the blood that rose into silence.O

Love Poem: Love Not Me Love not me for comely grace,For my pleasing eye or face, Nor for any outward part:No, nor for a constant heart!For these may fail or turn to ill:Should thou and I sever. Keep, therefore, a true woman’s eye,And love me still, but know not why!So hast thou the same reason

Love Poem: Love Song for Alex My monkey-wrench man is my sweet patootie;the lover of my life, my youth and age.My heart belongs to him and to him only;the children of my flesh are his and bear his rageNow grown to years advancing through the dozensthe honeyed kiss, the lips of wine and firefade blissfully

Love Poem: Love Sonnet IX There where the waves shatter on the restless rocksthe clear light bursts and enacts its rose,and the sea-circle shrinks to a cluster of buds,to one drop of blue salt, falling. O bright magnolia bursting in the foam,magnetic transient whose death bloomsand vanishes–being, nothingness–forever:broken salt, dazzling lurch of the sea. You