Love poems

Maybe

by Carl Sandburg

Maybe he believes me, maybe not.
Maybe I can marry him, maybe not.

Maybe the wind on the prairie,
The wind on the sea, maybe,
Somebody, somewhere, maybe can tell.

I will lay my head on his shoulder
And when he asks me I will say yes,
Maybe.

Citate de dragoste

• 'It is impossible to repent of love. The sin of love does not exist.'
  ~ Muriel Spark
• 'A fastidious person in the throes of love is a rich source of mirth.'
  ~ Martha Duffy
• 'Work and love—these are the basics. Without them there is neurosis.'
  ~ Theodor Reik