Love Asks No Questions
And would you challenge my right to love
And you want me to write for approval
And you expect me to know some profit
Or to predict how I shall gain?
Love asks no questions to be given
It finds its own need and bloom at will
Flowers that are gifts from heaven.
And when I write my heart out plain
Do not ever scramble me again
For the one thing in a poem I cannot forgive
Is dishonesty ... a poem should never lie
It has too brief a path to find repentance
My love, forget what is to be gain
We but can give account from a balance sheet of loss
O let us dance: I like a wine with movement
It is the duller edge of pain.
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