As Meat Loves Salt

If you want me to beg you will wait a long time. Yet had he said to me, Beg, I would have thrown myself on the ground

How did men make themselves loved, I wondered. I had passed all my life with men who were loved but I seemed never to have learnt the lesson.

Something is gone from me

Does he guess?' I whispered.

'Guess what?'

1 Filthy darling.’

'I am happy,' I said aloud.

'What?' He cupped a hand to one ear; ink had got onto the side of his nose.

'I love you.'

On my doing so, he licked my mouth and said, 'If you like that, don't give it up for a sermon.'

I did all for love, and in defence of love, and am beaten black and blue for it, and would do it again if saw a hair of your head threatened.

Within me all was darkness

So the writer says,' my love answered

The king was too ashamed to make himself known. Besides, he said to himself, she only loves me as meat loves salt.