One I love,
Two I love,
Three I love I say .
One I love,
Two I love,
Three I love I say .
Sexual love is the most stupendous fact of the universe, and the most magical mystery our poor blind senses know.
A little garden, loved with a great love!
I ask no recompense, I shall not fail
Although you do not heed; the long, sad years
Still pass, and still I scatter flowers frail,
And whisper words of love which no one hears.
And he must be excused,
Love weaves odd fancies in a lonely place.
So Max, in honour, said
No word of love or marriage; but the days
He clipped off on his almanac.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories