The beautiful LOVED oNE

No one ever has,
And on one ever will,
ESCAPE LOVE,
Not while there is beauty,
And not while eyes can see.
(LONGUS)


LOVE,
Constructed as a ladder of pleasure,
Has, As its first step,
SIGHT.
(PSEUDO-LUCIAN)


*******THE GAZE OF THE LOVER********

With limb-loosening desire....
She gazes at me,more meltingly
than sleep or DEATH.
(ALKMAN)
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