If You Will Tell Me What Love is For

If you will tell me what love is for,
If you will tell me why the one man and the one woman are for each other,
If you will tell me why bodies may be thousands of miles apart and may not meet but why love that is just as far apart may meet at will,
If you will tell me why dreams of lovers that may never come true in the flesh still come true somehow,
If you will tell me why nothing can stay love from love's purpose, nothing in seas or lands or laws,
If you will tell me why a dream of love will thrill you like the flesh of love itself,
If you will tell me why the children of those who love are better lovers again than the children of those who hate,
If you will tell me why love nestles at the root of the tree and makes and sustains the tree,
If you will tell me why love breathes in the origins of all use and all beauty and makes and sustains all use and all beauty forever,
If you will tell me why love has room for all the men and women of all the races in the same bridal bed and consummates them in the same result,
If you will tell me why other things will submit to be denied and sent away but why love will never submit to be denied and sent away,
If you will tell me why fire, wind, flood, can destroy everything but love but can never destroy love,
If you will tell me why the passion and the purity of love mix in the nebula of the common life,
If you will tell me such things of love I will tell you such things of life,
If you will tell me what love is for I will tell you what life is for.

Why should we not tell each other what love is for?
Why should we betray the meaning of love to a meaning not of love?
Why should we put love in chains and exact tribute of its immutable treasure?
Why should we give a false name to the flesh and refuse it the suffrage of flesh?
Why should we give a false name to denial and set it upon a throne and fall down and worship it?
Why should we call all the mothers of children and the children of mothers by a false name and expect to be rewarded for our apostasy?
Why should love shrink from the body of love in a man or a woman when the whole universe is love's infinite body in beauty and power?
If you will tell me such things of love I will tell you such things of life,
If you will tell me what love is for I will tell you what life is for.

If you will tell me what love is for,
If you will tell me what my body, which is love, is for, and what my soul, which is love, is for,
If you will tell me what the hunger of a man for a woman is for and what the hunger of a woman for a man is for,
If you will tell me what the dreams of lovers made flesh are for,
If you will tell me what the flesh of lovers made dream is for,
If you will tell me such things of love I will tell you such things of life,
If you will tell me what love is for I will tell you what life is for.
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