Wednesday, April 09, 2008

To You, My Love

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it
(anywhere I go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,
my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)
I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meantand whatever a sun will always sing is youhere is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the root of the root and the bud of the budand the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apartI carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)


I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
I love you not only for what you have made of yourself,
but for what you are making of me.
I love you because you have done more than any creed could have done to make me good, and more than any fate could have done to make me happy.You have done it without a touch, without a word, without a sign. You have done it by being yourself.

Steph

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