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Nature never did betray The heart that loved her. ↗

— William Wordsworth

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and sometimes I sit down at my typewriter and I think not of someone cause there isn't anyone to think about and i wonder is it worth it ↗

— Nikki Giovanni

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I love all things, not only the grand but the infinitely small: thimble, spurs, plates, flower vases..... ↗

— Pablo Neruda

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But one kiss levitates above all the others. The intersection of function and desire. The I do kiss. The I’ll love you through a brick wall kiss. Even when I’m dead, I’ll swim through the Earth, like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones. ↗

— Jeffrey McDaniel

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O love, how did you get here? --Nick and the Candlestick ↗

— Sylvia Plath

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O stand, stand at the window As the tears scald and start; You shall love your crooked neighbour With your crooked heart. ↗

— W.H. Auden

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My heart born naked was swaddled in lullabies. Later alone it wore poems for clothes. Like a shirt I carried on my back the poetry I had read. So I lived for half a century until wordlessly we met. From my shirt on the back of the chair I learn tonight how many years of learning by heart I waited for you. ↗

— John Berger

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You do not know how much they mean to me, my friends, And how, how rare and strange it is, to find In a life composed so much, so much of odds and ends, (For indeed I do not love it ... you knew? you are not blind! How keen you are!) To find a friend who has these qualities, Who has, and gives Those qualities upon which friendship lives. How much it means that I say this to you- Without these friendships-life, what cauchemar! ↗

— T.S. Eliot

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And now we step to the rhythm of miracles. --from The Light, That Never Dies ↗

— Aberjhani

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I keep telling myself That you’re just a girl. Another leaf blown across my path Destined to pass on And shrivel into yourself Like all the others. Yet despite my venom You refuse to wither Or fade. You remain golden throughout, And in your gaze I am left to wonder if it is me alone Who feels the fall. ↗

— Kelly Creagh

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