How does Love speak?
In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek…
In the proud spirit suddenly grown meek —
The haughty heart grown humble; in the tender
And unnamed light that floods the world with splendour;
In the resemblance which the fond eyes trace
In all fair things to one beloved face;
In the shy touch of hands that thrill and tremble;
In looks and lips that can no more dissemble –
In the embrace where madness melts in bliss,
And in the convulsive rapture of a kiss–
Thus doth Love speak.
–Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Love spoke today at Selah Springs Ranch
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