cocoarockford
cocoarockford
16.01.2021 • 
English

How could I love you more? I try to think of one lovely gift No lover yet in all the world has found; I think: If the cold somber1 gods Were hot with love as I am Could they not endow2 you with a star And fix bright youth forever in your limbs? Could they not give you all things that I lack? You should have loved a god; I am but dust. Yet no god loves as loves this poor frail dust What is this poem about?

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