The season was waning fastOur nights were growing cold at lastI took her to bed with silk and song,'Lay still, my love, I wont be long;I must prepare my body for passion.''O, your body you give, but all else you ration.''It is because of these dreams of a sylvan scene:A bleeding nymph to leave me serene...I have dreams of a trembling wench.''You have dreams,' she said, 'that cannot be quenched.''Our passion,' said I, 'should never be feared;As our longing for love can never be cured.Our want is our way and our way is our will,We have the love, my love, that no one can kill.''If night is your love, then in dreams youll fulfill...This love, our love, that no one can kill.'Yet want is my way, and my way is my will,Thus I killed my love with a sleeping pill.

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  • Love — Quotes exploring romantic love, compassion, and human connection
  • Poetry — The art of language, rhythm, and emotional expression

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