Thursday, January 28, 2010

Because She Would Me Ask Why I Loved Her

Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her
by Christopher Brennan 1870-1932
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If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal flesh
And love not found in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstacy 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 life in me is what you give.