A poem I wrote about 10 years ago now...
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
As the willow branches caress the ground.
As snow falls, gossamer-light, without sound;
Sky kissing the earth in a downy haze.
I love thee gently, as sunrise in May
Turns the faces of the daisies around
With a finger under their chin, light-crowned.
As sunset smooths the eyelids of the day.
And I love thee with passion, strong and pure
The gentle willow has roots clenching earth.
The snowflakes melt, but in rivers endure.
Sky has kissed earth since the day of its birth.
These are gentle, but their passion is sure,
I love thee deeply, as sky loves the earth.
~ written by MidnightCafe