Originally posted by: karkuzhali
I carry your heart with meI am never without itAnywhere I go, you go my dear;And whatever is done by me is your doing, my darlingI loved you first... but afterwards your love
Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song
As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most? my love was long,
And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong;
I loved and guessed at you, you construed me
And loved me for what might or might not be
Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong.For verily love knows not mine' or thine;'
With separate I' and thou' free love has done,
For one is both and both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of thine that is not mine;'
Both have the strength and both the length thereof,
Both of us, of the love which makes us one.[Copied]KK.
Love is a many -splendoured thing- blessed are those lost in love!
The painting shows it so well! Thank you so much , Periyamma!🤗