#poet

If you were queen of pleasure And I were king of pain We'd hunt down love together Pluck out his flying-feather, And teach his feet a measure, And find his mouth a rein; If you were queen of pleasure And I were king of pain. ↗

— Algernon Charles Swinburne

#poetry #love

Car j'ai vécu de vous attendre, Et mon coeur n'était que vos pas. ↗

— Paul Valéry

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...words are so strong and I am so timid - my soul ignores warnings and I end up covered with your paint ... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #poetry #shy #soul #timid

I love my love with a b because she is peculiar. ↗

— Gertrude Stein

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My love is like to ice, and I to fire; How comes it then that this her cold so great Is not dissolv'd through my so hot desire, But harder grows the more I her entreat? Or how comes it that my exceeding heat Is not delay’d by her heart-frozen cold; But that I burn much more in boiling sweat, And feel my flames augmented manifold! What more miraculous thing may be told, That fire, which all things melts, should harden ice; And ice, which is congeal’d with senseless cold, Should kindle fire by wonderful device! Such is the power of love in gentle mind, That it can alter all the course of kind. ↗

— Edmund Spenser

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As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved in her laughter and being part of it, until her teeth were only accidental stars with a talent for squad-drill. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

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Show me slowly what I only know the limits of Dance me to the end of love ↗

— Leonard Cohen

#dance #epistemology #knowledge #love #poetry

what does it all come down to, love? love if you like and i like for the reason that i hate people and lean out of this window is love and the reason that i laugh and breathe is, oh love and the reason that i do not fall into this street is love ↗

— e. e. cummings

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You are my brother and I love you. I love you worshipping in your church, kneeling in your temple, and praying in your mosque. You and I and all are children of one religion, for the varied paths of religion are but the fingers of the loving hand of the Supreme Being, extended to all, offering completeness of spirit to all, anxious to receive all. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

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He who does not know how to encircle a girl so that she loses sight of everything he does not want her to see, he who does not know how to poetize himself into a girl so that it is from her that everything proceeds as he wants it-he is and remains a bungler ↗

— Søren Kierkegaard

#johannes #love #poetry #seducer-s-diary #seduction