nothing false and possible is love
(who’s imagined,therefore is limitless)
love’s to giving as to keeping’s give;
as yes is to if,love is to yes
must’s a schoolroom in the month of may:
life’s the deathboard where all now turns when
(love’s a universe beyond obey
or command,reality or un-)
proudly depths above why’s first because
(faith’s last doubt and humbly heights below)
kneeling,we-true lovers-pray that us
will ourselves continue to outgrow
all whose mosts if you have known and i’ve
only we our least begin to guess
Whom wrote this pome because its not saying nothing about this country tanzania
this was so cool it made me cry to my mommy !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
this was really dome
this poem was such and inspiration
This is one of my favorite love poems. It is a beautiful play with symantics, rhythm and alliteration.