How Do I Love Thee

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways – I love thee to the doeth and breadth and heightMy soul can reach, when feeling out of sightFor the end of Being and Ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’sMost 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 thee with a passion, put to useIn my old griefs; and with my childhood’s faith -I love thee with the love I seemed to loseWith lost Saints’ – I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tear, of all my life! – and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.

How do I love you? Let me think…
I think I like you, is it love? I don’t know.
I love women in general, does that count?
I love the sex and blowjobs.
I love your body and your boobs.
When you die, I’ll move in to the next.

Seriously though love the original poem Elisabeth wrote!


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