I'll not count the ways I love you
Like eloquent E.B.B.,
Nor will I wax philosophic
Like brilliant Emily D.
You are the tender archangel,
The noble knight, the horny he-man
Of my humble poetry.
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Forbidden love in 'seventy-three
Lived unspoken for you and me.
Married to another both,
Determined to respect the troth.
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Found each other when we were free,
I searched for you, you came to me.
Passions flowed, our spirits glowed,
Wearing white we walked the road
To the altar in 'eighty-three.
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Long Love, I know you through and through,
Trust your rainbow colors true,
Pray to God who gave me you,
Together forever be our due.
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A/N: The Long Love, a novel by Pearl S. Buck, which I read at a tender age of sixteen, showed me how it could be.
