Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her
by Christopher Brennan (1870-1932)
If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.
Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.
For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?
Then seek not, sweet, the "If" and "Why"
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.
Happy first anniversary my love, Tim
Open Thread: Mike Bloomberg Pushes His Chips In
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I think this is a bigger deal than the $80 he spent in 2018; this looks
like he’s giving a big chunk directly to House Dems or doing ads in certain
races...
3 hours ago
Maybe it's because you make me laugh or maybe it's because you really do surprise me sometimes or maybe it's because our paths have been so similar... maybe that's why I love you.
ReplyDeleteBut the times I feel it the most are when things aren't going so good. Because I know deep in my soul that we'll be there for each other today, tomorrow and for another 60 years.