Elizabeth Barrett Browning Beloved, my Beloved Sonnet 20 Beloved, my Beloved, when I think That thou wast in the world a year ago, What time I sate alone here in the snow And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink No moment at thy voice Wonderful, Never to feel thee thrill the day or night With personal act or speech,—nor ever cull Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white Thou sawest growing!
Atheists are as dull, Who cannot guess God's presence out of sight. When our two souls In mounting higher, The angels would press on us and aspire To drop some golden orb of perfect song Into our deep, dear silence. How Much? How much do you love me, a million bushels?
Oh, a lot more than that, Oh, a lot more. And to-morrow maybe only half a bushel? To-morrow maybe not even a half a bushel. And is this your heart arithmetic? This is the way the wind measures the weather. Carl Sandburg William Shakespeare My Love Sent Me a List O my Love sent me a lusty list, Did not compare me to a summer's day Wrote not the beauty of mine eyes But catalogued in a pretty detailed And comprehensive way the way s In which he was better than me.
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This poem completely captures the way Read complete story. Thoughts of you surround me. You're the beating of my heart. The love you give defines me.
My life is no longer dark. I love you more than the words on paper can express. I can't live my life without you. You're my beautiful angel that keeps me looking up. You keep me from drowning. I live, breathe, and There are times when you will upset me and cause me unwanted anger, but no matter what, "I will always love you. Every time you say I love you, My heartbeat goes insane. The sensation of your love for me Is almost like a pain.
Falling in love is the best feeling ever. You learn a lot from your partner. Sometimes it's easy to say I love you, but it's hard to prove it.
Nowadays, love is being used as a clone. Love is
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