How I love thee
How do I love thee
From thy heart
Past thy soul
What can bring forth more joy than my beloved
I stand tall in the wake of your existence to life
How I adore the we of us
Your endearment comforts me
I loose my willingness to breathe
Surviving only on the pollination of your oxygen
I blossom as your flower
You are my garden
How I admire your gift of unending passion
You cover my body with the warmth of your scent
You love is the very best of me.
I dance with your shadow in the dark
Alone across the stars as I lay down on moon
How I love thee
From my heart
Past my soul
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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