If you're ever going to love me, love me now while I can know. All the sweet and tender feelings which from real affection flow; If you're ever going to love me, do not wait till I am gone. And then chisel it on marble- "warm love word on ice-cold stone".
If you've dear, sweet thoughts about me, why not whisper them to me ? Don't you know it would make me happy and as glad as glad could be ? If you wait till i am sleeping, never to waken me here again, there will be walls of earth between us, and i couldn't hear you then. If you knew someone was thirsting for a drink of water sweet, would you be so slow to bring it ? would you step with 'laggard feet' ? there are tender hearts all around us who are thirsting for our love- Why with-hold from them what nature makes them crave all else above ? I won't need your sweet caresses when the grass grows over my face, I won't crave your love and kisses in my last low resting place, so then if you love me 'any', if it' s but little bit, tell me "now", when i am living, I can own and treasure it.
The time to send roses is when the other is alive, it is meant to appreciate.
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