You can always tell when there is resonance between truth and beauty.
'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.'
(W.B. Yeats, "Ode on a Grecian Urn", Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.)
"O chestnut-tree, great-rooted blossomer,
"Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?
"O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,
"How can we know the dancer from the dance?" (W.B. Yeats, "Among School Children", W. B. Yeats: Selected Poetry: 127-130. Ed. by A. Norman Jeffares. London: Macmillan, 1968.)
"My love
Of better ways to say goodbye
But whenever love is through
Hearts need to find a reason why
Lost inside the maze
I dreamed of you and I forgave
The things we do for love
When love is all
Repeatedly, it's true
The child in me would long for you
And readily you'd give
To set me free,you'd mother me
I crept into your soul
Before I knew that it was wrong
Lost for words and dreams
I'm gonna scream.
My love, my love
I love you innocently
Like a star upon a screen
My love, my love
I need you eagerly
Like the man I will never be
My love I love you so
So wrong to place in you
All of my dreams, all of the pain
Too late now to undo
I shoulda known there'd come the rain
Trapped inside the gates
We danced the night through satan's gaze
My love, oh how I yearned
To feel the burn of your caress.
Refrain
My love, my love
I love you innocently
Like a star upon a screen
My love, my love, my love, my love my world, my soul
I need you desperately
Like the man I will never be
My love I love you so
My love I love you so
