Symptoms of Love by Robert Graves
Love is universal migraine,
A bright stain on the vision
Blotting out reason.
A bright stain on the vision
Blotting out reason.
Symptoms of true love
Are leanness, jealousy,
Laggard dawns;
Are omens and nightmares –
Listening for a knock,
Waiting for a sign:
For a touch of her fingers
In a darkened room,
For a searching look.
Take courage, lover!
Could you endure such pain
At any hand but hers?
More art by Hope Gangloff here.
Recommended listening: If It Be Your Will – Leonard Cohen
Links of the day: The Roving Typist: A short film about a New York writer who types short stories for strangers