Quote Originally Posted by Oyster View Post
Oh, thats fine.
Here it is:

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

You can love and count it, On fingers and on toes.
How much you do love, No one really knows.
You can love for today and then til tomorrow.
Or you can love, to balance out sorrow.
You can love under flourescent or just try some matches.
You can love all inclusive, or maybe in patches!
You can love in just plan view, of just out of sight,
Love just a little or love with your might.
You can love as do children, or with the power of saints.
But without love, you'll find that you ain't-
Loving and living- do it now with your breathe.
It's better now, than to try it while dead!

LOLOLOLOL,

Sorry, I can't resist doing poetry.