You say love is this, love is that:
Poplar tassels, willow tendrils
the wind and the rain comb,
tinkle and drip, tinkle and drip--
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I think what William's meant by this is if you've never felt love, then you don't know what's so great about it.
You say love is this, love is that: Poplar tassels, willow tendrils the wind and the rain comb, tinkle and drip, tinkle and drip- branches drifting apart. Hagh! Love has not even visited this country. great poem great 10+++++++++++++++++++