Love poems

I Gave Myself To Him

by Emily Dickinson

I gave myself to him
And took himself for pay.
The solemn contract of a life
Was ratified this way

The value might disappoint
Myself a poorer prove
Than this my purchaser suspect
The daily own of love.

Depreciates the sight
But, 'till the merchant buy,
Still fabled, in the isles of spice
The subtle cargoes lie.

At least, "'tis mutual risk"
(Some found it mutual gain)
Sweet debt of life -each night to owe,
Insolvent every noon!

Citate de dragoste

• 'To keep your marriage brimming,
  With love in the loving cup,
  Whenever you’re wrong, admit it;
  Whenever you’re right, shut up.'
  ~ Ogden Nash
• 'Love is like war,
  Easy to begin but hard to end.'
  ~ Anonymous
• 'To live is like to love -
  all reason is against it,
  and all healthy instinct for it.'
  ~ Samuel Butler, Life and love