love poems

VERSE

I've been married and married,
And often I've sighed,
I'm never a bridesmaid,
I'm always the bride.
I never divorced them —
I hadn't the heart.
Yet remember these sweet words
" Till death do us part. "

REFRAIN 1

I married many men,
A ton of them,
And yet I was untrue to none of them
Because I bumped off ev'ry one of them
To keep my love alive.
Sir Paul was frail;
He looked a wreck to me.
At night he was a horse's neck to me.

Beloved , in the noisy city here,
The thought of thee can make all turmoil cease;
Around my spirit, folds thy spirit clear
Its still, soft arms, and circles it with peace;
There is no room for any doubt or fear
In souls so overfilled with love's increase,
There is no memory of the bygone year
But growth in heart's and spirit's perfect ease:
How hath our love, half nebulous at first,
Rounded itself into a full-orbed sun!
How have our lives and wills (as haply erst
They were, ere this forgetfulness begun)

VERSE

Here's to my best romance,
Here's to my worst romance,
Here's to my first romance
Ages ago.
Here's to the girls I've kissed,
And to complete the list,
Here's to the girls who said " No! "

REFRAIN 1

Love! love! Hooray for love!
Who is ever too blase for love?
Make this a night for love.
If we have to fight let's fight for love.
Some sigh and cry for love.
Ah, but in Paree they die for love.
Some waste away for love.

Living for you is easy living,
It's easy to live when you're in love,
And I'm so in love there's nothing in life but you.
I never regret the years I'm giving,
They're easy to give when you're in love.
I'm happy to do whatever I do for you,
For you.
Maybe I'm a fool, but it's fun.
People say you rule me with one
Wave of your hand,
Darling, it's grand,
They just don't understand.
Living for you is easy living,
It's easy to live when you're in love,
And I'm so in love there's nothing in life but you.

" Lo, I am black but I am comely too, "
Black as the night, black as the deep dark caves.
I am the scion of a race of slaves
Who helped to build a nation strong that you
And I may stand within the world's full view,
Fearless and firm as dreadnoughts on rough waves;
Holding a banner high whose floating braves
The opposition of the tried untrue.

Casting an eye of love upon my face,
Seeing a newer light within my eyes,
A rarer beauty in your brother race
Will merge upon your visioning fullwise.

VERSE 1 HE :

Many girls I've met,
A few were sightly.
I thought them all wet
And bowed politely.
Something's changing me,
Rearranging me.
All I do is dream about you nightly.

REFRAIN

I'm on air,
My head's reeling,
And right there
A strange feeling
From nowhere
Has come stealing,
Maybe, maybe this is love!
My time's through
To think coolly,
My heart, too,
Is unruly.
It's all new
To yours truly,

Platonick Love

I.

So Angels Love and all the rest is dross,
Contracted, selfish, sensitive and gross.
Unlike to this, all free and unconfin'd,
Is that bright flame I bear thy brighter mind.

II.

No stragling wish, or symptom of desire,
Comes near the Limits of this holy fire;
Yet 'tis intense and active, tho so fine;
For all my pure immortal part is thine.

III.

Why should I then the Heav'nly spark controul,

Little Robin red breast,
I hear you sing your song.
I would love to have you put it into my little cage,
Into my little mouth.

VERSE

This is the one moment
That I thought I never could live through.
But now somehow that it's here, my dear,
That foolish fear disappears.
And saying good-bye seems sweet.
It's plain that fate didn't want us on a one way street.

REFRAIN

Don't worry 'bout me,
I'll get along.
Forget about me,
Be happy, my love.
Let's say that our little show
Is over, and so
The story ends.
Why not call it a day

Lutel wot it any mon
How derne love may stonde,
Bote it were a fre wimmon
That much of love had fonde.
The love of hire ne lesteth nowiht longe;
Heo haveth me plight and witeth me with wronge.
Ever and o for my leof ich am in grete thoghte;
I thenche on hire that I ne seo nout ofte.

I wolde nemne hire today
And I dorste hire munne;
Heo is that feireste may
Of uch ende of hire kunne;
Bote heo me love, of me heo haves sunne.