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Love n Stuff Shakespeare: Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And Summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And oft' is his gold complexion dimm'd; And every fair from fair sometime declines, By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd: But thy eternal Summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see, So long lives this, and this gives life to thee. The Bible: Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails...But now faith, hope, love, abide these three; but the greatest of these is love. and Ché Guevara: At the risk of seeming ridiculous, let me say that the true revolutionary is guided by a great feeling of love. It is impossible to think of a genuine revolutionary lacking this quality... We must strive every day so that this love of living humanity will be transformed into actual deeds, into acts that serve as examples, as a moving force The loving rock is a piece of garnet amphibolite from New York State.

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Before I get carried away comparing love to Marxist revolution in Latin America, or a piece of rock, I'll add a couple of love poems, by request of Alexander.

 

"Echo" by Carol Ann Duffy

I think I was searching for treasures or stones
in the clearest of pools
when your face …

when your face,
like the moon in a well
where I might wish …

might well wish
for the iced fire of your kiss;
only on water my lips, where your face …

where your face was reflected, lovely,
not really there when I turned
to look behind at the emptying air …

the emptying air.

 

 

Love's Philosophy by Percy Bysshe Shelley 
The fountains mingle with the river 
And the rivers with the ocean, 
The winds of Heaven mix forever 
With a sweet emotion; 
Nothing in the world is single; 
All things by a law divine 
In one spirit meet and mingle. 
Why not I with thine? -

See the mountains kiss high Heaven 
And the waves clasp one another; 
No sister-flower would be forgiven 
If it disdained its brother; 
And the sunlight clasps the earth 
Andthe moonbeams kiss the sea: 

What is all this sweet work worth 
If thou kiss not me?

 

Is it too late to touch you, Dear? by Emily Dickinson 
Is it too late to touch you, Dear? 
We this moment knew -- 
Love Marine and Love terrene -- 
Love celestial too --



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Kevin, look at his wirds (Che Guevara`s): "To send men to the firing squad, judicial proof is unnecessary...These procedures are an archaic bourgeois detail. This is a revolution! And a revolutionary must become a cold killing machine motivated by pure hate. We must create the pedagogy of the The Wall! (El Paredón)" --Ernesto 'Che' Guevara Kevin, a little more about his uncontrollable love: http://www.therealcuba.com/MurderedbyChe.htm
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http://poemsfromreality.blogspot.co.uk/
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Thank you, Kevin, for the delightful poem! "Echo" by Carol Ann Duffy and Love's Philosophy by Percy Bysshe Shelley "And the sunlight clasps the earth Andthe moonbeams kiss the sea: What is all this sweet work worth If thou kiss not me?"
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Love is like a bottle of gin, but a bottle of gin is not like love. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sk8vs1pKW5A

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