Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her
- If questioning would make us wise
- No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
- If all our tale were told in speech
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No mouths would wander each to each.
- Were spirits free from mortal mesh
- And love not bound in hearts of flesh
- No aching breasts would yearn to meet
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And find their ecstasy complete.
- For who is there that lives and knows
- The secret powers by which he grows?
- Were knowledge all, what were our need
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To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?
- Then seek not, sweet, the “If” and “Why”
- I love you now until I die.
- For I must love because I live
- And life in me is what you give.
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