Love poem. How can I get love？
I don't love you!
yet your speaking eyes ,
With their deep,
bright and most expressive blue--
Between me and the midnight heaven arise,
Oftener than any eyes I ever knew.
I know I do not love you! yet,alas!
Others will scarcely trust my candid heart;
And often I catch them smiling as they pass,
Because they see me gazing when I see you.