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(After Sonnets from the Portuguese – Sonnet XLIII by Elizabeth Barrett Browning)
My love for thee, let me tell you
My love for thee is as strong a stone and as high as a mountain
Like a road that never ends
My heart cries when my ears don’t hear or see thee
Til I see and hear thee, I shall stand strong
When I wake up every day, I shall love thee
I shall love thee as long as I stand and as I fall
I love thee like no one ever loves thee
I love thee even if thee don’t love me
I love thee with all I got
I love like I love my dream man
I love thee but I feel like I seem to lose thee
I shall smile and if thee is destined to be faith, thee shall come to me
Thee shall come, and we shall live again