Love poems

Music, When Soft Voices Die

by Percy Bysshe Shelleyk

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory --
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken

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Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heap'd for the beloved's bed;
And so thy thoughts when thou are gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

Citate de dragoste

• 'The first duty of love is to listen.'
  ~ Paul Tillich
• 'The love that lasts longest is the love that is never returned.'
  ~ Somerset Maugham
• 'Love is the great miracle cure. Loving ourselves works miracles in our lives.'
  ~ Louise Hay