Explanations of Love There is a place where love begins and a place There is a touch of two hands that foils all dictionaries. There is a look of eyes fierce as a big Bethlehem open hearth furnace or a little green-fire acetylene torch. There are single careless bywords portentous as a Hands, eyes, bywords--out of these love makes battlegrounds and workshops. There is a pair of shoes love wears and the coming There is a warning love sends and the cost of it There are explanations of love in all languages There is a place where love begins and a place where love ends--and love asks nothing. |
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