Love poems

Dante Gabriel Rosetti

Sonnet 23: Love's Baubles

I stood where Love in brimming armfuls bore
   Slight wanton flowers and foolish toys of fruit:
   And round him ladies thronged in warm pursuit,
Fingered and lipped and proffered the strange store.
And from one hand the petal and the core
   Savoured of sleep; and cluster and curled shoot
   Seemed from another hand like shame's salute,-
Gifts that I felt my cheek was blushing for.

At last Love bade my Lady give the same:
   And as I looked, the dew was light thereon;
   And as I took them, at her touch they shone
With inmost heaven-hue of the heart of flame.
And then Love said: "Lo! when the hand is hers,
Follies of love are love's true ministers."

Citate de dragoste

• 'The first duty of love is to listen.'
  ~ Paul Tillich
• 'To live is like to love -
  all reason is against it,
  and all healthy instinct for it.'
  ~ Samuel Butler, Life and love
• 'Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.'
  ~ Ursula K Le Guin