LOVE'S PARADOX
I love you more with every rising day
With every waning sun I love you more.
Love walketh with me on the outward way,
It stands to meet me at the open door.
It singeth low when other sounds clash loud;
It keeps me lonely 'mid a changing crowd.
With every waning sun I love you more.
Love walketh with me on the outward way,
It stands to meet me at the open door.
It singeth low when other sounds clash loud;
It keeps me lonely 'mid a changing crowd.
I love you most when I am far away;
I love you most when on your heart I rest;
I love you most when rapture has its sway,
I love you in your still caresses best.
In restfulness, or when your pulses beat—
All times, forever, most I love you. Sweet!
I love you most when on your heart I rest;
I love you most when rapture has its sway,
I love you in your still caresses best.
In restfulness, or when your pulses beat—
All times, forever, most I love you. Sweet!
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