IF YOU ARE EVER GOING TO LOVE ME
To you, Luis…..
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If you’re ever going to love me, love me now while I can know
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All the sweet and tender feelings which from the real affection flow.
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Love me now, while I am living; do not wait till I am gone
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And then chisel it in marble-warm love words on ice-cold stone.
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If you have, dear, sweet thoughts about me, why not whisper them to me?
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Don’t you know ‘twould make me happy and as glad could be?
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If you wait till I am sleeping, ne’er to waken here again,
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There’ll be walls of earth between us and I couldn’t hear you then.
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If you knew someone was thirsting for a drop o water, sweet
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Would you be so slow to bring it? Would you step with laggard feet?
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There are tender hearts all ‘round us who are thirsting for our love;
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Why withold from them what nature makes them crave all else above?
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I won’t need your warm caresses when the grass grows over my face;
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I won’t crave for your love or kisses in my last low resting place.
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So, then, if it’s but a little bit,
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Let me know while I am living; I can own and treasure it.
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Lifted from Ad Infinitum
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by Vincent Benjamin Cua, Jr.
