Sunday, April 21, 2019

Love song

Desire is the song of love,
love the song of life,
life the song of you.
With you my love sings. 
My desire is alive to
the extremities.


May 6, 1854 (“All that a man has to say or do that can possibly concern mankind, is in some shape or other to tell the story of his love, — to sing; and, if he is fortunate and keeps alive, he will be forever in love. This alone is to be alive to the extremities.”);

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