love poems for her

VERSE

Why are people gay
All the night and day,
Feeling as they never felt before?
What is the thing
That makes them sing?
Rich man, poor man, thief,
Doctor, lawyer, chief,
Feel a feeling that they can't ignore;
It plays a part
In ev'ry heart,
And ev'ry heart is shouting " Encore! "

REFRAIN

Love is sweeping the country;
Waves are hugging the shore;
All the sexes
From Maine to Texas
Have never known such love before.

  VERSE

The more I read the papers,
The less I comprehend
The world and all its capers
And how it all will end.
Nothing seems to be lasting,
But that isn't our affair;
We've got something permanent—
I mean, in the way we care.

  REFRAIN

It's very clear
Our love is here to stay;
Not for a year,
But ever and a day.
The radio and the telephone
And the movies that we know
May just be passing fancies—
And in time may go.
But oh, my dear,
Our love is here to stay.

REFRAIN

We thought that love was over,
That we were really through.
I said I didn't love her,
That we'd begin anew.
And you can all believe me,
We sure intended to,
But we just couldn't say good-bye.
The chair and then the sofa,
They broke right down and cried.
The curtains started wavin'
For me to come inside.
I tell you confidentially,
The tears were hard to hide,
And we just couldn't say good-bye.
The clock was striking twelve o'clock,
It smiled on us below.

VERSE

I've been a pris'ner, locked in a jail,
Love held the only key;
Love heard me crying, locked in a jail,
Came to the help of me.
Oh! what a wonderful feeling,
To be free, really free!

REFRAIN

So, over my shoulder goes one care,
Over my shoulder go two cares.
Why should I cry? It's blue above.
I'm free at last, and I'm in love.
Over my shoulder go three cares,
Over my shoulder go four cares.
Bye-bye to trouble, it's gone beyond recall;

Yes, I have lov'd before; for many a maid
Hath many a sigh this anxious bosom torn;
And oft the Muse with moving song to aid
My hope adventurous have I call'd; my youth
Was fond and ardent, yet the flower of truth
Beneath the cold aspect as oft did fade:
For how could Love, though faithful, live forlorn?
Not fickle was my heart, yet ah, to mourn
Through many a year affection ill-repaid

  VERSE

You are leaving me,
And I will try
To face the world
Alone.
What will be will be,
But time cannot
Erase the love
We've known.
Let me but have a token
Through which your love is spoken,
You are leaving me,
But it will say
You're my own.

  REFRAIN

Oh, give me something to remember you by,
When you are far away from me,
Dear;
Some little something, meaning love cannot die,
No matter where you chance to be.
Though I'll pray for you,

REFRAIN

Dancing in the dark,
Till the tune ends
We're dancing in the dark,
And it soon ends.
We're waltzing in the wonder
Of why we're here.
Time hurries by, we're here
And gone,
Looking for the light
Of a new love
To brighten up the night.
I have you, love,
And we can face the music together,
Dancing in the dark.

INTERLUDE

What though love is old?
What though song is old?
Through them we can be young!

Loving you less than life, a little less
Than bitter-sweet upon a broken wall
Or brush-wood smoke in autumn, I confess
I cannot swear I love you not at all.
For there is that about you in this light —
A yellow darkness, sinister of rain —
Which sturdily recalls my stubborn sight
To dwell on you, and dwell on you again.
And I am made aware of many a week
I shall consume, remembering in what way
Your brown hair grows about your brow and cheek,
And what divine absurdities you say:
Till all the world, and I, and surely you,

L OVE'S on the highroad,
Love's in the byroad —
— Love's on the meadow, and Love's in the mart!
And down every byway
Where I've taken my way
— I've met Love a-smiling — for Love's in my heart!

Love within the lover's breast
Burns like Hesper in the west,
O'er the ashes of the sun,
Till the day and night are done;
Then when dawn drives up her car—
Lo! it is the morning star.

Love! thy love pours down on mine
As the sunlight on the vine,
As the snow-rill on the vale,
As the salt breeze in the sail;
As the song unto the bird,
On my lips thy name is heard.

As a dewdrop on the rose
In thy heart my passion glows,
As a skylark to the sky,
Up into thy breast I fly;