Poem 87

Based on Poem 87, and other ones we have recently read and translated, I believe it is safe to say that the tone of Catullus's poems are slowly but progressively changing. Most of the previous poems have had bold tones of jealousy, doubt, and gossip of those curious, jealous minds. However, more recently, in the poems we have read, Catullus utilizes more of a sincere, heartfelt, tone filled with love and admiration.
Although I do not understand what makes his love for Lesbia so much more different and special than the love any other man has for his wife, Catullus is very self-confident that his love for Lesbia is unable to compared to anyone else's. Poem 87 reminds me of Poem 92, due to the fact that in both poems, Catullus is so sure that his love is greater than anyone else's he is willing to risk his life for the fact: "May I die if I do not truly love her" (Catullus 92)
However, along with infatuation and admiration, comes disappointment. I find it hard to believe that Lesbia, a woman who speaks badly of Catullus, has been previously married, and honestly, just does not seem of that good of a human being, is able to satisfy, and moreso, exceed the impossible expectations and exceptional perspective of which Catullus holds her to and views her as.