You had best be very cautious how you say, I love you. If you accent the I, she has an opening for, who are you to strut on ahead and hint there aren't others, aren't, weren't and won't be? Blurt out the love, she has suspicion for, so? -- why not hitherto? -- what brings you bragging now? -- and what'll it be hereafter? Defer to the you, she has certitude for, me? -- thanks, lad! -- but why argue about it? -- or fancy I'm lonesome? -- do I look as though you had to? And having determined how you'll say it, you had next best ascertain whom it is that you say it to. That you're sure she's the one, that there'll never be another, never was one before. And having determined whom and having learned how, when you bring these together, inform the far of the intimate -- like a bubble on a pond, emerging from below, round wonderment completed by the first sight of the sky -- what good will it do, if she shouldn't, I love you? -- a bubble's but a bubble once, a bubble grows to die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...H. BAPTISME (2) by GEORGE HERBERT THE LAST RESERVATION by WALTER LEARNED VERSES OCCASIONED BY THE SUDDEN DRYING UP..ST.PATRICK'S WELL by JONATHAN SWIFT THE WELCOME TO ALEXANDRA by ALFRED TENNYSON PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 29. AL-HAKIM by EDWIN ARNOLD THE GOOD SHEPHERD WITH THE KID by MATTHEW ARNOLD |