She thinks of love
The way a courser thinks of speed:
As a gift from above,
A destiny, a need.
She thinks of love
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Tag Archives: love poems
To Say
To say
That you could never disappoint me
Is just to say you haven’t yet
And then extrapolate.
Of course you could.
Oh, when I think of all the ways you could
Undo me! It almost makes me weep
From the sheer foolish love of what you are so far,
My true love, my millstone.
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