"What a trifle is a heart, If once into love's hands it come! All other griefs allow a part To other griefs, and ask themselves but some; They come to us, but us love draws; He swallows us and never chaws; By him, as by chain'd shot, whole ranks do die; He is the tyrant pike, our hearts the fry." ~John Donne
Marie brings tears to my eyes...quoting a John Donne poem and thing...*sigh* Do you have a brother, my age, just like you???? I like The Flea by Donne but my FAVE poem is "To His Coy Mistress" by Andrew Marvell...
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You know it really is? Funnily enuff tho people only seem to consider love to be the eros love. There's so much more to it than that.
From one of my favourite poems splinty! ;)
"What a trifle is a heart,
If once into love's hands it come!
All other griefs allow a part
To other griefs, and ask themselves but some;
They come to us, but us love draws;
He swallows us and never chaws;
By him, as by chain'd shot, whole ranks do die;
He is the tyrant pike, our hearts the fry." ~John Donne
--Marie
Marie brings tears to my eyes...quoting a John Donne poem and thing...*sigh* Do you have a brother, my age, just like you???? I like The Flea by Donne but my FAVE poem is "To His Coy Mistress" by Andrew Marvell...
wow...MARVELLOUS MARIE! Mmmmm :)
A Brother McDreamy...
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