Wind and hail and veering rain,
Driven mist that veils the day,
Soul’s distress and body’s pain,
I would bear you while I may.
I would love you if I might,
For so soon my life will be
Buried in a lasting night,
Even pain denied to me.
Love Poem by Sara Teasdale
Love Art – Gustav Klimt’s Water Serpents II (1907)