Love Cento Poem
True Love Cento
There must be a million ways
To say I love you
But these words will suffice for now
Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all:
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever wife loved man, then thee.
O, none, unless this miracle have might,
That in black ink my love may still shine bright.
Drink to me only with thine eyes,
And I will pledge with mine.
Or leave a kiss but in the cup,
And I’ll not look for wine.
Lying in bed I think about you,
Display thy breasts, there let me
Behold that circummortal purity.
Between whose glories, there my lips I’ll lay,
Ravished in that fair Via Lactea.
Rare bird,
extinct color, you stay in
my dreams in x-ray.
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!"
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast,
Warm breath, light whisper, tender semi-tone,
Bright eyes, accomplish’ d shape, and dangerous waist!
Faded the flower and all its budded charms,
Faded the sight of beauty from my eyes.,
Poetic sources
Jake Cosmos Aller A Million Ways to Say I Love You
Joshua Beckman Lying in bed I think about you,
Anne Bradstreet To my husband
Valentine Lorna Dee Cervantes
Ben Jonson Song: to Celia [“Drink to me only with thine eyes”]
Morris Egan Bar Napkin Sonnet #11
Jennifer Michael Hecht Love Explained
Robert Herrick Upon Julia’s Breasts
John Keats The Day is Gone
William Shakespeare Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all:
William Shakespeare The Spring
(from Love's Labours Lost)
William Shakespeare
Sonnet 65: Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
John Updike Penumbrae
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