I love thee

                    for thine mortality

                    a personage ever so enticing

                    an imagery of passion

 

                    I love thee

                    that know no doubts

                    or any monstrosities

                    as thy love for thee

                    is breathing of each day,

                    firm as if the walls of China

 

                    I love thee

                    when thy eyes set upon his

                    aye from this point in time

 

                    I love htee

                    inasmuch as I love thyself

 

                    I love thee

                    heedless of any rationale

                    bound towards infinity