Women in Love
say my love to me, say it, say it. / she put her arms round his neck. he enfolded her, and kissed her subtly, murmuring in a subtle voice of love, and irony, and submission: 'yes, my love, yes - my love. let love be enough then. i love you then - i love you. i'm bored by the rest.'
Women in love - D.H. Lawrence



