I’d never heard of Rabindranath Tagore before I stumbled upon this image. A tad creepy, but the sentiments are gorgeous.
I would ask for still more, if I had the sky with all its stars,
and the world with its endless riches; but I would be content with
the smallest corner of this earth if only she were mine.
Rabindranath Tagore
Ah, Tagore. The greatest writer of love poems ever.
My favorite:
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs
that you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,
In life after life, in age after age, forever.
Sniff!
Wha’?
I have a cold. It makes my eyes soggy.
Got a problem with that?
😉
Never. Blubber away. It’s one of my favorite things about people.