To whom I owe the leaping delight That quickens my senses…
““To whom I owe the leaping delight That quickens my senses in our wakingtime And the rhythm that governs the repose of our sleepingtime, the breathing in unison. Of lovers whose bodies smell of each other Who think the same thoughts without need of speech, And babble the same speech without need of meaning... No peevish winter wind shall chill No sullen tropic sun shall wither The roses in the rose-garden which is ours and ours only But this dedication is for others to read: These are private words addressed to you in public.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A celebration of intimate connection where lovers share thoughts, breath, and rhythm, transcending external forces and remaining private yet public.
In simple terms: Lovers share a deep, wordless bond that endures any weather.
Cherish and protect your unique intimacy.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- romantic partnership
- long-distance relationships
- creative collaborations
- spiritual practices
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- How do you maintain intimacy when life gets busy?
- What rituals keep your connection alive?
Even in intimacy, external pressures can erode closeness.