by Krystal Kuehn
How do you love me
And show me your love
Is it all about you
Or is it all about us
Is your love for me strong
Will it always be
Much more than desire
Lasting and free
Is your love for me patient
Are you willing to wait
As I move at my own pace
And make my mistakes
Is your love for me kind
An action I can see
Something you give
Saying you care about me
Is your love for me thoughtful
Do you think about me
My wants and needs
And the way that I feel
Is your love for me gentle
Will you treat me right
And choose to say sorry
Rather than fight
Is your love for me accepting
Can I be me
If my mistakes hurt you
Will you forgive me
Is your love for me real
Is it faithful and true
Though not perfect
Can I give my heart to you
We can learn from eachother
And walk in love that's true
When we choose to love
In all we say and do
Copyright © 2006 Krystal Kuehn
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Shall I Compare Thee to a Summer's Day?
by William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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If Thou Must Love Me, Let It Be For Nought
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only. Do not say
"I love her for her smile, her look, her way
Of speaking gently, for a trick of thought
That falls in well with mine, and certes brought
A sense of ease on such a day"
For these things in themselves, Beloved, may
Be changed, or change for thee, and love, so wrought,
May be unwrought so. Neither love me for
Thine own dear pity's wiping my cheek dry,
A creature might forget to weep, who bore
Thy comfort long, and lose thy love thereby!
But love me for love's sake, that evermore
Thou may'st love on, through love's eternity.
