My incunabula, to you I write.
I love the way you run, smile and hold.
Bolding to cross after end's finish.
Always, since now, to refinish.
Let me compare you to the hot one?
The bringer of brilliance and songs,
The light that dissolves the hours of the sun
And nighttime, happy as the day the day is long.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your wind eyes, tentacles and soul.
Thinking of your feelers, fills my days.
My love for you is the core of the whole.
Now I must away with a delight heart
Remember these light words when we part.
Jan 2, 2020
Jan 2, 2020 at 9:44 AM UTC
My incunabula, to you I write.
I love the way you run, smile and hold.
Bolding to cross after end's finish.
Always, since now, to refinish.
Let me compare you to the hot one?
The bringer of brilliance and songs,
The light that dissolves the hours of the sun
And nighttime, happy as the day the day is long.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your wind eyes, tentacles and soul.
Thinking of your feelers, fills my days.
My love for you is the core of the whole.
Now I must away with a delight heart
Remember these light words when we part.
