The most romantic love poems

Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her

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If questioning would make us wise
No would ever gaze in ;
If all our tale were told in speech
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
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
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 in me is what you give.

Christopher Brennan (1870 - 1932)

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