HOW I LOVE THEE

I Love not thee in the way as other's do
My Love: from the brim to the bottom of ocean
I can surely soar above all lures for you,
If you cease, so do I for one sweet emotion

I Love thee to the distance of my sight
In tears, in joy, and in the adverse time
By thee my soul stirred, lit by thy love-light
And from thine own sweet mouth, I heard sweet chime

Oh, thou often bringest joys of sweet spring
And smiles filling my wide gaps of sorrows
Pearls fall upon my dry heart from wing
Of thine beauty that shall be gone tomorrow

I Love thee with love giving us the breath
That leads our souls to eternity after death.