Love Cento Poem

True Love Cento There must be a million ways To say I love you But these words will suffice for now Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all: If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever wife loved man, then thee. O, none, unless this miracle have might, That in black ink my love may still shine bright. Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine. Or leave a kiss but in the cup, And I’ll not look for wine. Lying in bed I think about you, Display thy breasts, there let me Behold that circummortal purity. Between whose glories, there my lips I’ll lay, Ravished in that fair Via Lactea. Rare bird, extinct color, you stay in my dreams in x-ray. The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!" The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone! Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast, Warm breath, light whisper, tender semi-tone, Bright eyes, accomplish’ d shape, and dangerous waist! Faded the flower and all its budded charms, Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes., Poetic sources Jake Cosmos Aller A Million Ways to Say I Love You Joshua Beckman Lying in bed I think about you, Anne Bradstreet To my husband Valentine Lorna Dee Cervantes Ben Jonson Song: to Celia [“Drink to me only with thine eyes”] Morris Egan Bar Napkin Sonnet #11 Jennifer Michael Hecht Love Explained Robert Herrick Upon Julia’s Breasts John Keats The Day is Gone William Shakespeare Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all: William Shakespeare The Spring (from Love's Labours Lost) William Shakespeare Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea John Updike Penumbrae